Fall and Rise

 

Pain and separation;

Twins of fear, brothers of loneliness

My own fault, I know, guilty as charged

But hurting none the less for that

Isolated, separated, denigrated

Heart mutilated.

 

There is a snake in our garden

Dividing self from self

Sundering each from other

Deceiving, softly lying

Whispered murder of the soul

Within the shadows of my mind

 

Last Adam dressed in white

Comes rescuing, restoring

He who fell is now raised up

Washed, cleansed, ascended, purified

I who was fragmented

Am restored to whole