Crescendo
It is as if his heart longed for beauty beyond heaven and earth.
The light he made was not enough though quaked through the darkness
and divided the night.
Gods heart swelled with all that it could be
so he created a place, there it is as if God began to dream.
Searching the longing of his own purposed plan
God created the water and around the earth it span.
This is so beautiful his thoughts did take
and he place the moon in the perfect place.
His heart sang hight as if it would beat through the sky,
so he made earth spring forth with life.
God toughed every seed for in them he breathed ,
there the garden began to spring.
This place is perfect for her you see,
but we are not ready for her grand entry.
God walked out in the wild of the night
and crushed the stones there he created life.
He place in him his strength and power.
Crowned him in splendor and covered him with desire.
God put in him his character and valor,
placed the man over it all in splendor.
There had to be something so strong and endowed
to hand this beauty that God was bringing down.
God placed on man a name of Adam,
there they walk and talked in the garden.
The time was drawing near so God gave Adam
all the beauty of the earth for his care,
From his gift he gave wild beast that echoed a dangerous beauty
that someday would stand at his feet.
Adam loved them and noticed in time that everything on earth
could spring forth with life.
His heart began to come alive
from where God had covered him with desire.
Adam slept with peace, for here God formed her into being.
Finally for all that he had made
this beauty from flesh was coming today.
He formed in her beauty, wisdom and insight,
God touched her and she was filled with life.
She opened her eyes and her flesh was formed
and before God she stood and there he adored.
Like a prism all of heaven rejoiced,
It was all for a reason
beauty was created was for Eves enchanted being.
Her beauty was with out blemish
and God dancing in delight
the perfect crescendo of man and woman
to emulate is entire being
No other way could God see fit
that man love anything more than this
Y Gloria Z
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