The air supports life.
The canopy of leaves keeps my skin ivory.
I am exposed and I am free.
The sun rises and falls and all I have ever seen
is the masterpiece of life that I am the mother of.
I sleep in peace.
I am never alone.
My bed is woven from soft vines.
No thorns or blemishes exist in my world.
I feel heat from the sun and I bathe in cool mist
from falling water.
My feet splash the water and moss goes through my toes.
I am alive and not alone.
My skin is sweet;
my hair is long and soft.
I do not hunger nor do I thirst.
I am full; always full.
Something slithers up my thigh and between my breasts.
A tongue tickles my neck and then the most beautiful golden fruit drops at my soft feet.
I take it like a wild animal and it is left to a few seeds.
The clouds roll in cold.
My soft feet crack
and I am alone with a scaled creature
hissing and as it goes I feel pain.
I know I am dead inside for I made sin come and be real.
I am Eve.
copyright 10-10-2008 Sarah Sisson
Awesome words....a great re-telling of the 'fall of humanity'. Great poem. Thanks for sharing.
beautifully written..made the story really interesting-10
Thanks for sharing your interesting spin on the creation story where sin entered the world. You have worded well the event and expressed deeply the result of the action made. There is a good flow in this and the imagery that comes forth was well formed, although the title and the theme of the work seemed of two different things. Your view is well portrayed in this of Eve and what took place, showing recognition and realisation that sin did not take place by whim but by design. Thanks for sharing and many blessings to you
Interesting write, the message of Genesis of original sin of Eve, is surely negated by the wish of Christ that we should turn the other cheek. I did however enjoy the poem as it is written beautifully. Bob
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Awesome indeed! ......10+