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Our Own Private Eden by Deborah Ann Belka We live in our own private Eden, where sin slithers on the ground and climbs its way into the soul so lust can flourish and abound. Creeping around the heart's door, is the pleasure for worldly things crawling in, is self-centeredness that this paradise so often brings. Tempting as it may sound to some, disobedience runs wildly amok for in this self-made earthly heaven one soon gets buried in the muck. The tree to what is fine and good, grows tall, lush, and is evergreen producing fruit of different kinds so wanton hearts can always glean. A bite of this, a nip of that, we all play around and quibble but it doesn't make a difference once we take that deadly nibble. The quest for greed and knowledge grows untamed in this private garden we don't see our self-indulgence until our hearts are cold and harden. There is another side to this paradise, that will one day come upon us all and in this garden no foot shall slip nor shall one soul take a fall. So, until such time be aware, of the private Eden you create for the slithering one doesn't care what fruit of his . . . you ate! |
Please contact Deborah Ann Belka at "bdebby@hotmail.com" to request permission to use this poem.