The mystery of voice was tantalizing
And they spent many days speech analyzing.
Together they attached meaning to each uttered sound:
For events mundane, for adventures profound.
Together they would taste the rain,
Watch the moon on the wane.
Together they were awed by the golden sun,
And chirped with the birds just for fun.
They climbed the branches of the linden tree
Whose heart shaped leaves were poetry.
But the simian branches, now in the dozens,
Evoked tenderness and joy in their human cousins.
They gamboled like deer from place to place
And copied the gorilla in fond embrace.
Colors Eve saw in poignant hues:
Ambers, crimsons, and azure blues.
These were the colors of the fire on the hill
Which they daily watched just for the thrill.
One day they put a squash inside the heat
And found the squash warm and tasty to eat.
They discovered what else can be done by the fire:
Melt things, fuse things, and make wet things drier.
Every day was another epiphany,
Revealing God’s Creative Supremacy.
There was so much to learn of God’s Sacred Plan
By Eve, the woman, and Adam, the man.
Adding words to their vocabularies
Blessed Creation’s awesome Mysteries.
How fragrant was the bed of spices
Step nearby and it entices
Each to taste the cinnamon, curry, thyme, and cloves
And to learn how to grow such treasure troves.
Their ears were filled with all kinds of sounds.
Like the crying of cats, the yelping of hounds
Whispering trees, and palm fronds clacking,
Hands clapping, wet lips smacking.
Birds chirping; stomachs burping,
Horses neighing; donkeys braying.
Lions roaring; ruminants bleating;
Water pouring, elephants eating.
Adam blew wind into the horn of a ram
Trumpeting a sound that awakened his lamb.
Eve cut thickets and twisted their vines
And decorated Eden in exquisite designs.
The Sun shone by day warming the land;
At night Moon and Stars glowed by God’s Command.
Day was the time to learn and see;
Night was the time for ecstasy.
They gathered old leaves into a heap
And lay upon them preparing to sleep.
Adam reached for Eve’s curly hair,
Smoother than silk and twisted with flair.
His fingers lingered on her swanlike neck
And his tongue licked a speck
Of pollen from an apple tree
That had been overlooked by a honey bee.
Eve placed her hand upon Adam’s head
And ran it through his hair of red.
Adam caressed Eve’s little ear
And kissed her eye trickling a tear.
At long last their mouths invented the kiss
And then they discovered the meaning of bliss.
The evening was cool and both trembled with chill;
They embraced one another and twisted with thrill.
They quivered;
They shivered.
Their hearts skipped a beat
And soaring in both were surges of heat.
Their love reached higher than the linden tree’s crown
Whose trunk was softer than eider down.
The two warm bodies combined as one
And what was begun could not be undone
His manly stamen, now tumescent,
Planted seeds inside her unfolding crescent.
First they communed
Then they swooned.
Together they sang of their moment sublime
That transcended Space and surpassed Time.
And they gave thanks to God who Gave life
To Adam, the husband, and Eve, the wife.
Jasmine blossoms perfumed the air
And nightingales were heard everywhere.
A host of Angels in heaven above
Sang anthems extolling connubial love.
And every woman, possesses the water,
Which nurtured Eve, God’s first daughter.
And every man to this very day
Carries within him Adam’s DNA.
The First Dawn
Slowly slats of sunshine broke through the dark
And songs of morning sprung from the meadow lark.
Eve gazed at Adam; Adam stared at Eve
And together they said, “For the Blessings we receive
Thank You, God.” And at dawn they were renewed
And from each there did exude
Ribbons of bounty from Heaven above
Sent to Earth from God with Love.
And the two found it fitting to begin each day
Thanking God in the very same way.
And this legacy they bequeathed to all:
Listen with your heart to God’s Loving Call:
“Make this world a better place
And crown it with the glory of My Holy Grace.”
And so each day they improved Creation
And each night they sang songs to God with adoration.
Adam’s Fear Of The Dark
Adam watched the white sleek frames of crowds of egrets drifting in the twilight sky,
Ribbons of dappled crimson were turning gray.
A fear seized Adam that he was losing his sight he had not known the night before.
His heart beat faster than a fly’s wings; his hands were wet as rain.
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