Monday, March 29, 2010

Eve

Poised delicately

on a precipice of power

Created for the purpose of

ruling

and furthering the kingdom

of life,

she was given everything she

needed.

Did she really want for more

Or was it simply she lost sight

of all she had?

"Did God really say?"

The harbinger of death -

Dared to speak.

Ancient mellifluous call to doubt

that echoes over the garden wall.

Flesh of her flesh - bone of her bone.

Enticed to mistrust.

Enticed to eat.

With her I fell

and with her I

crashed into

grace.

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