Eden

Unfolding Light · Jun 15, 2026 · 1m

Maybe the sin wasn’t tastingbut possessing.Adam had named everything, everythingin his own tongue. He hada handle on it.Except that one thing that wasn’t for him.All that goodness piling up around them—maybe wasn’t enough.Somehow instead of deep trustthey learned to want everything.Kept picking bananas,among bananasgoing soft.In the distance, mountains unclimbed,unclaimed. Maybe that lured them.Maybe in the end that fruit,piled up, rotting,drove them out.Spurning the deep, coveting the far,we’re still at it,dreaming of something better,ruining paradise…