All About Eve
( from Apples, and Serpents, and Kingdoms of Heaven )
( came The Choice, that gave It All, A Way )
As She walked, through The Garden
and Her Thoughts began to harden
upon what The Ages would regard
as Her immortal Sin, to enshroud
All The Fruits of Her Labors, and
even Shame from Her Neighbors,
who were still of course, Her Kin . . .
though against All of Her Wishes
Eden now smelled like fishes so
Her Patience had worn quite thin,
I shall Always do, whatever I can,
despite the Folly of this Man, still
She did not know, where to begin . . .
and so She looked toward The Sky,
to find those Reasons ~Why~, which
would ever be The Source of All Women’s
Pain, and through It All, I shall take the Fall,
when, and just then, the Night, began, to Reign . . .
( and if A Pedestal U see, then A Pedestal, It be )
Book I, The Ring ( First Light ) The Eighth DoveTale – The Rock of Patience