the Human & the Garden

The breath was exhaled into the human, and the human was face to face to face with the Song, deeply and utterly tuned to the Rhythm. 

the Human was placed in the Garden, and the Garden in turn responded to the Song who beat in the Heart of the Human, and grew kindness and beauty in all forms and colours and designs. 

the Human was at One with Essence, every breath an inhalation of recognition of Reality & a consequent harmony in creation. 

the Human began to hide from the Song, and slowly the Human lost tune with the Rhythm. the Human was afraid, and ashamed, and enraged. the Human did not know that the Song lived inside him, and the Garden too began to die. the Human continued to breathe, & this breath was a reminder of a home forgotten. 

the Human determined to create a way home, a way back to the Goodness it was born of. the Human mapped a way back to the Song, a route to recreate the harmony it once danced with. the Human was afraid, and ashamed, and enraged, and the Human did not know that the Song lived inside of it, and the Garden too had begun to die.  the Human sought to secure purpose, to find love, to earn approval, and to protect itself, attempting to replicate the lost home. the Human sought peace, to recreate its Original Face, and the Human made itself a slave in exchange. 

by fear the Human was chased. 

then from the Human was taken breath,
and the Garden, too, was lifeless. 
flood, chaos, the Human breath-less. 
the Garden, dead. 


The breath was exhaled into the Human, and the Human was face to face to face with the Song, deeply and utterly tuned to the Rhythm. 

the Human was placed in the Garden, and the Garden in turn responded to the Song who beat in the Heart of the Human, and grew kindness and beauty in all forms and colours and designs. 

the Human was at One with Essence, every breath an inhalation of recognition of Reality & a consequent harmony in creation. 

the Human stayed with the Song, and  the Human remained in tune with the Rhythm. the Human was awake, and aware, and alive. the Human knew that the Song lived inside it, and the Garden too began to live. the Human continued to breathe, & this breath was to reside in the Song. 

the Human determined to live in the Song, inside the Goodness it was born of. the Human remained with the Song, dancing in harmony. the Human was awake, and aware, and alive, and the Human knew that the Song lived inside of him, and the Garden too had begun to live.  the Human was compassionate, and expansive, and embraced. the Human exhaled peace, the music of its Original Face, and the Human danced in the Rhythm. 

by love the Human was drawn. 

then from the Human was given breath,
and the Garden, too, was living. 
shalom, justice, the Human breathing. 
the Garden, alive.