glimpse of divinity
I stepped out of the shower today,
and for a few glorious moments,
I was Mother Eve in the Garden of Eden,
having not yet tasted the forbidden fruit,
my body unclothed, and I unashamed,
hair tumbling, wild, stark against bare skin.
I was woman, created with celestial intent,
of godly purpose, shaped by divine hands,
and I glimpsed the glory in my reflection.
I stood on awe, at peace and at home.
too soon, the serpent snuck inside my mind,
poisonous thoughts polluting my head.
the fruit tempted, and I succumbed,
the taste sweet before fading away
and leaving only shame in its wake.
I have felt a fall of my own this day,
but I have also seen the light of truth:
the serpent would not have snuck in
if he did not fear the power that I held
when I saw myself and felt only love.
