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"I am all, All is me"

the story of Eve, being more than one

By Mahsa KhanpourPublished 3 years ago 1 min read

Eve stepped on the lush essence of earth

Sun in her just aroused eyes, a tacit mirth

As she peered through every passage

Soon she realised she'd left her baggage

Her dreams, goals, fond hopes

Quietly slithering down the slopes

She only had her fate with her

God's words, whispering with a glare

Chasing around for another being

Kept wandering, spinning, fleeing

Passing the plains, the cliffs, the woods

The clamorous waters, soaking her hood

Her fingers brushing against the clouds

Stroking the blue like a shroud

The void in all the beauty was irking

The absence in the existence was choking

Her heart seeking more

To share the glory, the roar

Shortly, Adam was there

Asleep, sonorous, unaware

The silence was stanching

Being was branching

Adam's eyes started to beam

Piercing through the tender glance of eve

As if they were sieved

To be the end of the grieve

Eve forsook the gift of the gab

Gloom was no longer to grab

Audaciously seeding, Adam was the gate

Cleaving, gazing, sharing a handful of fate

Two glistening dooms blending

The world loudly mending

Time for the two to tie

For the love of pair to wipe the sigh

To break the mum, build a vale, a life

Losing in the shape of raising

For all the other Eves to come blazing

To share the almighty love of one

Brimful enough to be in everyone

Whispering, "Now I am all and all is me"

Into pieces, to be in all to be

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