Adam and Eve bit into the apple
and tasted loneliness – the One become three,
shame and shyness before the Father
and one another as sin began
to bloom in each private darkness.
We are trying yet to be no longer alone,
to be trusted and trust, to be loved and love
while concealing our naked fear.
The purpose of our every move is to get back
to that original paradise, merely a distant
memory now within our blood and bones;
our loneliness an ancient longing
for the Father in the Garden
and the restoration of Oneness lost.
O child of God, let the wine of Meher
remove that bitter taste from your mouth.
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