Ecclesia Tree
Suppose He hung the fruit
On the highest thorny branch.
Ascetic, stripped
Of its rind
By Heaven's gustings,
Its stained-glass flesh
Denuded and mateless.
Unbuttressed save
Its tenuous stem,
Do you think it still would long
To taste the lips of
Virgin genesis?
Of course it would.
Had He not said
Be fruitful and multiply?
The serpent was merely a matchmaker.
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Jan 14 2010
I actually think he was just bored. He just wanted to see if he could tempt gods new creation to defy him. Make us love indulging into our own sins. While he shrank back into the shadows and left us to the consequences.
Oooooh... the *fruit* long for *Eve*? Excellent novel premise! Especially combined with what I read as the old trope of ascetic/powerful/old/male religious authorities being tempted/corrupted by pretty/young/pious/female innocents.
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