Come into the journey become strong, if you must. Measuring the distance one would necessarily face. Become a part of creation, spiritual ribs carefully handled, magically giving life. Then the exhale of a single breath, our silhouettes immediately became alive. As we move towards the garden, noticing everything that's needed, grateful and satisfied believing. Everything was under our control, except the pear tree, rooted in the middle of the garden. We're true to ourselves, and the emphasis is not on the necessity for clothes. Nevertheless, we're not ashamed. Regardless of our natural state, we were created given a single name. We are expected to roam together beneath various trees. Upon blankets of green grass, we always sleep. We have the reign and control of every creature in the romantic garden. Living among four legged creatures, some walking, many crawling, most flying, others swimming , then we realize our responsibilities to all of them. Physically nourishing everything that exists. From the brown grizzly bears, also multiple fishes that swim. We were given ownership and control of everything. We were innocent, anything desirable, was in our reach. Somehow we became curious, standing facing the pear tree. An unknown voice convinced us to eat the fruit. Momentarily strong we wouldn't disobey the rules. Emotions building up. We were told that the pears was beneficial to our health. She tastes, then shared, I tasted, we were changing forever. Admonished by the mighty gatekeeper, our physical changing because significant. For our disagreement, we were chased away from the romantic garden. Our journey wasn't ending it was beginning. The journey.
© Daniel Mason