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Meditation:The Fall
Genesis 3:1-15
The apple shone among the leaves,
Glinting in the sunlight.
The new-made world smelt soft and fresh.
All was relaxed,
Nothing to strive for,
Totally laid back.
The apple glinted like a knife
Just out of reach on a table-top.
‘Don’t touch, child Adam, child Eve,
That hard, sharp knife,
Though of infinite use,
Can cut and scar and maim.’
Continues...
©Christine Odell (Sheasby)
Genesis 3:1-15
The apple shone among the leaves,
Glinting in the sunlight.
The new-made world smelt soft and fresh.
All was relaxed,
Nothing to strive for,
Totally laid back.
The apple glinted like a knife
Just out of reach on a table-top.
‘Don’t touch, child Adam, child Eve,
That hard, sharp knife,
Though of infinite use,
Can cut and scar and maim.’
Continues...
©Christine Odell (Sheasby)
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