Undershade

They could not hide
The Man Adam or the Queen Eve
In the Shade of the One Tree
So bright beyond the
Tree of the Knowledge--
The Knowledge of Good and Evil;
They could not hide.

There is no sin, there is no debt--
All bets are off, all bets are on.
There is no way to tell if this is night or day
They think they are only Three:
The Father and He and She.
There is no daylight only a Holy Glow...
There is no Way.

The light does not change even in Eden
The light does not change even at sunset...
This is the eve of the fall,
The day before they take in turn
                     Bites of the bitter fruit...
The day they share shame
       And so many other things without names...
This is the eve of the road that will lead to hell.
In a little while dawn will knell a time when
Skin becomes thin and can split and bleed...
No longer the Man or his Queen to draw
                     From the Deeper Well...
Water now freezes and dries.
There is no way to avoid the truth;
There is no way to tell.

This dry riverbed so void of hope and trust
Runs closer to us today though so littered
With dead leaves and bones and dust and rot.
While the devil may care we are afraid that He does not.
Yet even ashes on the breeze
(lighter than leaves in the wind are ashes in the air)
even ashes have to fall sometime, somewhere...

2.22.2006