Eve

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    Adam stood at the threshold and strained for a last glimpse of the garden as the gate swung smoothly and silently shut. Above him he heard the rhythmic clomping of boots on stone where the angel walked guard with his flaming scimitar. Propping his spear against the wall, Adam put his hands against the gate and pushed, but the gate had become as immovable as the wall itself. He pushed the gate again and then, when it refused to budge, sat down in front of it and wept.

    Eve came to him, crouched down next to him, and started to rub his back and shoulders.

    He pushed her away. "It's all your fault," he sobbed.

    "Of course it is," she said. "Did it hurt much when I shoved that apple down your throat?"

    He gave her an angry look. "Well, you seduced me into eating it," he said defensively.

    "Yes, I did," she said, "and it was amazingly easy." She got up and started to look around.

    "You got us kicked out of the garden and we can never go back," he complained. "Where do you think we can go now?"

    Eve came to a place where the land fell away and sloped down into a large valley. "Oh, Adam!" she said. "Oh, what a big world! Come look! There's a river, and a sea, and mountains. And I can see trees and animals." She turned and looked back at the blank gray wall. "Come on, Adam. Let's go down into this new world."

    "What for?" he asked morosely. "We're just going to die out here. You heard what He said. We're going to suffer, and die, and turn back into dust. So why bother? Why prolong it?"

    "OK," she said, "we're going to die someday. But until we do we can live in this outer world."

    "We were living rather well in there," Adam said, jerking his thumb over his shoulder at the gate.

    "We weren't living in that garden," she said. "We were just letting life happen to us, like plants."

    "Did you even once think that I might enjoy letting life happen to me?" he asked.

    "Yes, I did," she said. "Often, as a matter of fact. But I didn't get us kicked out just for the pleasure of being cruel."

    "You admit to being cruel, then."

    "I do. But before you accuse me of enjoying your misfortune, please notice that I'm sharing it with you."

    "Why?" he asked. "That's what I don't understand. Why did you do this to us?"

    "I felt incomplete," she said, turning away from him a bit. "I felt as if a part of me was missing."

    "I'm missing a rib, but that doesn't bother me," he said.

    "That's because I'm still with you," she said.

    "Oh, yeah. Well, all right," he said grudgingly, "I suppose I would miss you if you were gone. But how can you be missing something? Nothing's been taken out of you."

    "It's not something that's gone," she said. "It's something that hasn't come yet. I feel like a tree that knows its fruit but hasn't yet borne any." She chuckled. "I think that He may have made us too well in His own image." She raised her hands to the sky. "I want to create, to do something or make something beyond myself."

    "I wanna go home," he said sadly.

    "We'll make a home," she said. "It'll be our first creation."

    "I mean in there," he said, reaching behind him and pounding on the gate with his fist. "What did you have to get me involved for? Why couldn't you have got yourself kicked out alone?"

    "I need you," she said. "I need you to be a man for me. Besides, you would have missed me and you would have come out here yourself."

    "OK," he admitted. "What do you want me to do?"

    "First, stop sitting there feeling sorry for yourself. Self-pity is not going to do anything good for us." She headed toward an animal trail that led down into the valley. "Come on! Let's go make a life for ourselves and make this our world."

    Adam stood up, took a deep breath, and let it out in a long sigh. He picked up his spear and went after Eve. "I have a suspicion," he said when he overtook her. "If you thought I had the power, I think you would ask me to rearrange the world."

    Eve smiled tenderly at him. Thus the first two leaves began to feed the tiny sapling that would eventually grow into the great tree of Humanity.

    "...and this is only the beginning of what they will do; and nothing that they propose to do will now be impossible for them." -- Genesis 11:6.

    "The Eternal Feminine draws us onward" - Goethe "Faust"

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