Story of Eden -- A paradise lost

A garden of love and hope, woven with silk and ethereal threads
Handcrafted by the creator,  with unmatched skills and snowy beards
The Divine, seated on high, with golden hairs aglow,
The garden of wonder, where joy and dreams grow.

The garden of ancient magic, where snakes walk and lions sing
Cast atop the daunting darkness, splashed with the joy the lights bring
Where the angels have their daily walk and laugh aloud
Shadows dance with wonder, the Divine sitting proud

In the middle of the garden, trees are made to grow
Each with its own perspective, walk about in tow
Tree of knowledge is grown, exceeding strong and proud
Knowing what is good and bad, placed away from the crowd

The tree of Life was placed beside, a shade of black and white
Complete with stripes that bears to mind, a war with dark and light
The white a symbol for Life, a time of joy and birth
And dark a symbol for the grave, though which you bury death

In the garden's core, the Divine shaped a form divine,
From Earth's dark soil, where mystic souls entwine
The being limp, but with a sudden, startled might,
It rose alive, with breath of life inside.

The Divine laughed , a rumble deep from within
That rocked the earth and brought the hills upon its knees
A being, made like him, to inherit the earth
To live and work, a caretaker, a ruler over death.

The being worked, sun-scorched days and endless nights
No rest, no respite, no end in sight.
The earth thrives under his care, yet he felt alone
Until the Divine saw his need, and a companion was sewn.

The being was put to sleep, and a part of him they took
Crafted to be like him, but variations in looks
The being's eyes met hers and attraction began to grow
Together they stood, two halves of a single whole.

Hand in hand, they ran across the garden's lush ground
Skipping along, laughters and joy without a sound
Night and day, they tended the earth, a most harmonious pair
In their eyes, they found a love beyond compare.

The Divine looked and smiled, the end of creation
He came down to talk, giving them his attention
All of good and well to eat, the fruits the trees will bear
Except the trees of knowledge and Life, of which don't dare.

But alas, the devil stirred, a desire to explore
Bringing them down to the tree of knowledge, a forbidden allure
The choice was made, to eat the fruit, their fates now sealed
The deed was done, the tree was gone, and punishments revealed

For the devil, he was cast below, a creature of the dark
His hallowed spot, his precious place, he lacked
The snake he turned was cursed along with him
To slither on his belly, and spit the hatred within

For the being, for listening to the serpent,
Was cursed alongside him, to all present
He was made to toil in vain, eating in sweat and blood
And chased by death for life, he was made a lord no more.

And the woman, the Divine decreed
Would bring forth life in pain and need
Her body worn, her spirit tried
Her life force drained, with each infant's cry.

With Eden's gates closed, with sentries placed each side
A paradise lost forever, mankind farewell bide
Man at war with beast, fruits and thorns in hand
Brings a remembrance of the garden, a mystic land.

Copyright © Raki Lyon | Year Posted 2024

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