That
first hissed the silver song of Love, As it wrapped itself around Eve's Eden heart. "Come
and touch the fruit of Knowledge, To
know what is good and what is not, What
is this and what is that, To
finally know there Is
another that is not you” If
Eve had only touched the Tree of Life
Instead of the Fruit of Mind Where would we have wandered?
Perhaps,
Life would have found no force to know itself.
We might exist... but how so lowly a beast
Inarticulate and deaf to tears and joys.
Hearts bereft of knowing what it is to know.
"So come and taste the blessed fruit That
will let slip the scales from sleepy eyes.
Let thoughts take root in Eden's ground,
That there is someone else Beyond
the boundaries of what is you." We
are ashamed, for we are made separate.
But in the Falling from the Grace we gained the Blessing Of what it is to leave and find our way home
again.
Love returned is the true gift of Eve, The
fruit of that first Apple's bitter bite.
