Poetry About Eden

Fruit shines among leaves without a season. Two people wake before shame has a name. A question coils quietly around the tree. Choice opens knowledge and closes one gate. Outside, the soil waits for mortal hands. We carry Eden as longing, not address.

Look again from the quieter edge. Two people wake before shame has a name. A smaller detail changes the whole scene. Choice opens knowledge and closes one gate. Attention loosens the first easy answer. We carry Eden as longing, not address.

Fruit shines among leaves without a season. Hours pass, but the image does not leave. A question coils quietly around the tree. It returns us to the biblical garden, innocence, temptation, choice, exile, and humanity imagining a first home. Outside, the soil waits for mortal hands. The day continues with a more attentive heart.