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They could have ranged together foreever, in just that way The moment of experience, un-cloaked and with innocent play In co-creation perfect, when the Lord frequently appeared With approval and fulness of strength, and nothing he feared Since Abel was able. That is all. Competent and true. Simple and decent. With no agenda or aim, no cunning ploy, singing what had been recent In the fore of his mind, as he practiced a tune sung by the Maker It had all of the elements; a good sung to song (sing) and when beat out by a Shaker gave to Abel the feel of the Valley floor, sauntering through the trees Knowing which ones best to climb or to rest upon, which ones visited by bees And those buzzin' along too added fervour and charm to the song Made stacatto by the wounded woodpecker, fizzured by the waterfall, and then a throng Of Quacking Ducks gave ascent to the melody with abstract acclaim Each creature adding intensity of sound to the natural symphony that even rain Could not anull the effect which Abel hummed about him in ambling grace Setting the Gardens creatures to echoe his voice, even the ripple of its trace As such, the butterfly caught up with the lad as he approached a quiet brook The horsefly darted about; reflected on the water he could see his crook It was one that the Lord had given him, in person, a kind of reward The Master had told him--Abel recounted; that, to be a bard Is the highest calling placed upon man----and the direct fashion of Adam, the 1st Man, had been directed with all poetic devices stashed About the garden. Except that the early fall of man qua man had precluded the Lords consternation,--had made a loss of his plan To fashion an Agent of Agency, much like himself, with poetic sensibility and understanding Deep insight, sensitivity, probing knowledge, inter-connectivity, always handing Gestures of Kindness, forward grace, intution, foresight or premonition To each kind and creature, with soaring life, and with death in remission Gave victory to every waking moment and in subconscious repose God's chief agent, his first creation>carboholic, had been made already a rose