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The Creation

In the cradle of creation, the Foundation of the World was formed first man, then woman, as God's great hands uncurled. He breathed into their nostril's, and brought them both to life saying since I've made a man child, he shall need a wife. He called the man child Adam, and the woman he called Eve being Mother to all living, in the pattern he did weave. Still he was not finished for something wasn't right, so he made the Sun for daylight, and a Moon that lit the night. He made animals for food and clothing, of the best that he could rend, then he raised up tree's and folage to protect them from the wind. Then he said I've done a good thing surely it is best that I should stop what I am doing, and take a day of rest. He took them to a garden showed to them the Tree of Life, said this is your beginning, first to man and then his wife. And then while he was resting Satan came upon the two said there's another tree nearby, that I will show to you. He took them to the tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil there and when they did partake of that, they found that they were bare. They tried to hide from God when he called to them by name fearing that they would be punished , when he saw them in their  shame. And punish them he did, for the wrong that they had done he said to man you'll sweat by the brow, and your work will never be done. To the woman he said your pain will be great, in childbirth you will cry your tears shall all be shed in vain untill the day you die. And I shall curse all generations from your loins untill the end as all that are born upon this earth, will die  for the wages of sin.

Copyright © November 2000 George R Palmer

Additional Notes:
This is an old story told in a different way. I hope you will appreciate it, even if it isn't your belief. I capitalized a few word with intent. In the tenth stanza I used the word done twice, but it worked for me.


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