East of Eden...

We see only a world that

Bears the weight

Of a Divine broken heart.

O, that we would be

as your other creatures

Delighting in your presence.

The raven does not fret and yearn,

“Why has He not made me like the fox?”

Inhaling

the suffocating cloud

Masonry dust that swirls about

Our towers of Babel

Mining always for ash.

You ARE present

An absence felt

In the deepest recesses of the heart.

UNBIND us

From our inability to sense reality.

You have gifted us a fullness of joy

That we would submerge to be

Washed in Your grace.

TOUCH us again

With Your radiating love

Taking root in the soul

A briar of Divine light

Choking the blackness of human ego

FORGIVE us

We are still wandering East of Eden

Headstrong, facing the wind

We no longer taste

The poison we swallow.

This tactile world tantalizes.

It horrifies.

Bodies pile and souls fail

While we circle in search

Of a place to park the car.