I’m longing for something,
In the garden of life;
Not knowing who, or what,
But Hashem Elohim, promised me a wife…
Awaking from springtime’s refreshing
Adam asks, ‘What’s this I find, a woman, my kind.
Sleeping in the sunshine…curves that draw me near…
Her lips are full and beckoning as she speaks
‘Abba brought me here.’
A mighty rushing wind, sends rapture and ecstasy
Flooding my soul with delight, setting my spirit free…
A woman, Hashem Elohim, has made, for me.
Marla Shaw O’Neill December 16, 2015©