Eden’s leaves touched the ground
lush with the fruit it bore.
Nearby, a river ran with cool, clear water,
mindless of the coming dawn.
Eden turned and smiled at Eve
as she danced her dance for Adam,
knowing what would come.
And nearby, a snake slithered,
with its forked tongue hissing at the two
while it pondered what to do.
It spied an apple hanging ripe,
just above its head
and taunted them to eat.
Adam looked away
while Eve cocked her head.
God had said he’d feed them
and so she took a bite.
And so it was that when the cold wind blew
she looked at Adam’s body
and what was offered there
while her eyes gleamed at what she saw,
and winter gained more ground.
And so began the fable
about that fall from grace.
The woman took the blame
for what was freely given…
while the man was but a pawn.
Adam could have stood there naked
with a cold sleet raining down…
but instead, he wrapped himself in soft wool
and blamed it all on Eve.
In the meantime…
well God, he was somewhere thinking
about the new thing he’d just made;
while wondering which should come first,
the chicken or the egg.
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