Just thinking, guess getting older makes me do that


At The Steps Of Eden

I stand at the steps of Eden
Amid the whispers of original sin
Pondering a restless pursuit

Where passion supplanted innocence
And Adam's Rib companion
Became an eternal object of lust

Deception is painted from the devil's palette
That the carnal beast is our solace
As I descend the steps riddled with debauchery

I find my restless search
Reverts to a desire
For a mind that speaks a language of peace

Where comfort is the communion of souls
And intimacy is transfixed with spirituality

06/29/2010



Poetry by Kee Zealy The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2011-10-12 at 22:26

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An inspiring piece!
Eden has inspired so much art and here is an excellent example. Here too is presented with skill the internal dialogue that so many of us experience, that lies at the core of our being. And I like the structure too.
Lately I desire peace more than anything else. I note this poem was written over a year ago, so I wonder where you are today...
Applause!
2011-10-12