Sonnet 9

Although, dear Eve, it’s true that human wholeness
Unlike God’s own involves a synthesis
(In sum corporeality and soulness
Are normally at war: see Genesis);
And though His Garden and its laws comprise,
Despite their cycles which can temper time,
The tragic fact that every creature dies –
The foremost charge in all Promethean rime;
Without antitheses devised by God
We’d know not synchronicity nor love –
The fruits we taste, when on this path we’ve trod,
Which seem as if they’re sent from Him above.
In God’s good judgement, therefore, let us trust
And witness how the spirit leavens dust.
12 Sonnets from Eden
by Michael Peach
30 May 1999




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