I Sing of Eve

I Sing of Eve I sing of Eve, rising from Mother Earth, shiny with splendid newness. I sing of Eve, as she gazed on Adam's face and form, shy but curious, entranced by his likeness to her, intrigued by their differences. I sing of Eve, joining Adam to play among the creatures of the Garden, endlessly enchanted with each new discovery. I sing of Eve, perplexed by the mysteries around her, hungering for truth as she questioned God in the cool of the day. I sing of Eve, as she bit into the fruit of the tree, tasted its bittersweetness, savored and shared it with Adam. I sing of Eve, chosen, with Adam, to collaborate with God in creating, to labor and bring forth new life. I sing of Eve, who nurtured the lives she brought forth, learned to live with sorrow, and welcome joy. I sing of Eve, who did not fall from grace, but rose instead to godliness. Jane M. Nirella Eve is such a primal figure in the creation story. She has suffered as the 'original' sinner, and women in general have suffered from this interpretation of Eve as temptress, leading Adam into sin. But I see Eve as a prototype of those women at humanity's beginnings. Women who discovered a great many things, who took time to ponder life and the mysteries that swirled all around them. We are indebted to these women, these Eves, for their curiosity, their sense of wonder, their persistence in the face of many trials.