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Unreachable father, when we were first

exiled from heaven, you made

a replica, a place in one sense

different from heaven, being

designed to teach a lesson: otherwise

the same – beauty on either side, beauty

without alternative – Except

we didn’t know what was the lesson. Left alone,

we exhausted each other. Years

of darkness followed; we took turns

working the garden, the first tears

filling our eyes as earth

misted with petals, some

dark red, some flesh colored —

We never thought of you

whom we were learning to worship.

We merely knew it wasn’t human nature to love

only what returns love.