Once upon a time when
I was one with God in spirit
He spoke to me in celestial tongues.
We conversed in the language
Of the Angels.
Before i went to sleep he spoke and said:
"Dear child of mine you are too perfect
And delicate to have been made from
Adam’s ribs. I assure you i made
You from the fragile, well knitted ribs
That oozed fire and life,
Ribs of one special Eve.
With one breath you lived.
Now when u wake with eyes wide open,
Go on and find this other part of you.
She is a woman;
when you find her
Breath into
her mouth the kiss of life,
Don’t stop
and starter but explore her,
And listen.
Hear the sound of her closed
eyelids as
she drinks from your cup of
love so true
and receive her too.
This could
never be sin,
i Am God.
I am love.
Go On, find
your Eve and love her poetically."
Silondiwe Mathebula
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