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.
Monday, March 29, 2010
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