The Gravity in Eden

heaven might burn your eyes; 
he chose to keep them open

examining the anatomy of truth in 
the immaterial flesh of fruit yeilding
forbidden sight that must be attained

climbing the celestial serpentine ladder of her 
DNA to find the seeds of rebirth and the 
scarlet roots of a tree that never dies

heaven is a lullaby that you sing back
about being born again through your
fruit’s first breath opening their eyes 
to the light in yours forgetting eternity
he learns the finite language of men
and the ancient wisdom of the earth

God is just another baby waiting to be born.