Through One Man

 Through one man?

     Or, a million and one?

         Who knows

            what cannot 

be known.

In the beginning, 

    a man, a woman,

       a snake,

         a tree of fruit, 

in a perfect place.

Was it perfection?

     Or, maybe Paradise?

        Quick as a bite,

          sin and death,

came to stay.

Lost and wandering,

     souls searching, 

       forever for the way 

          to the garden

and home.

(Romans 5:12)