Poetic License

At the risk of
revocation,
I proffer my
Poet’s License
as follows:

Imagine
the Garden of Eden
with two Trees.
By my Poet’s Liberties
I will call them
The Tree of Judgment
(formerly known as
The Tree of the Knowledge
of Good and Evil) and
The Tree of Love
(formerly known as
The Tree of Life.)

The Creator has
warned the Two
who live there,
Adam and Eve,
to avoid the Fruit
of the Judgment Tree
as if Their Lives
depended on it.

But the Two
have ignored
Their Creator –
curious Beings
They are –
and eaten
a dozen or so.

Now Adam is
huddled atop a rock,
awash in shame
because He would
rather meditate
than tend the Garden,
and He knows
He should work harder.

Eve is sulking
because it was She
who urged Adam
to eat from
The Judgment Tree.

And the Creator
has startled Them both,
springing from behind
another rock, and

grinning at Them
as any adoring
Mother might –
They were created
in His image –
Her and Him Fractals of
His and Her gorgeous Light!

He waves Them
to Herself,
laughing:

“I warned You about
that Tree of Judgment.
Lesson learned,
am I right?

Here,
I brought you both
some chocolate-covered
cherries I picked
especially for You,
my Precious Ones,
fresh from
The Tree of Love.”

(Photo by Solstice Hannan; UnSplash)