Friday, October 14, 2022

To Make One Wise

How long that couple dwelt in Paradise

Before the serpent tempted Eve to sin

Cannot be known, yet surely, in their eyes

That Tree of Knowledge sought their hearts to win.


The Good they knew so well: the will of God…

But Evil, Death nor Sin was known at all;

No Grave, no Tears, no need of chastening rod

Had yet marked out the dangers of a Fall.


There stood the cursing Tree with fruit so fair

That sparkled in the bright primordial Sun;

And Eve and Adam must have wondered where

The path might lead some disobedient one…


Oh Man! Oh Woman! Could you not have seen

The Test that faced you in that fateful Tree?

Could you not build some wall, some fence, some screen

To hide the thing from sight away from Thee?


You had no axe, no saw, to cut it down,

No flame of fire to burn it to its root,

So, daily gathering food you passed it round,

Perhaps admiring its alluring fruit…


Was neither of you wise enough to guess

The beauty of that Tree might be a snare

To keep your naked feet from righteousness

Or slither near to catch you unaware?


For on that fateful day, a wily snake

Proposed to you the charming, reasoning Lie

That you from naive slumbers could awake

And gain the wisdom God would dare deny…


That Good and Evil are Yours to define

And You, God’s children, could cheat your demise

By quoting Satan: “All of His, be MINE!”

By eating fruit desired to make one WISE.


MNA

10/14/2022


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