The Fruit

Was it the fruit?

In the garden there was a rule.

There was perfect rule.

The rule was God.

I mean think about it,

Honestly think about it without your mind

Desiring something else.

The rule was what God said

It’s all yours except this one little rule

You can eat what you see side the one in the middle.

Though so clever to place it in the center

As if the desire to expand a higher knowledge

was the heart of their existence.

Man and woman He created them

Very good they were made, crafted in God’s image

It was what God wanted.

Though as the flawless society went,

 in came an idea, a simple thought yet packed with deceit.

Have you considered the fruit? The fruit from the middle.

Well surely we will die

As if to turn them against the rule, the idea is planted that

God is holding back, there is more to be received, or stolen.

For God himself knows that your eyes will be

opened and you will be like him.

Then the desire was planted.

They didn’t even need the fruit for it to be fulfilled.

A desire had already been seen and that was their center.

Destined to fail, and all it took

was one opposing force to deter them from the

creators creation and what he intended it for.

It took no secret poison ingredient, no deep scheme of destruction,

all it took was for them to see they had a choice to disobey.

Even though God’s only desire of us is to love him,

our desires seem more appealing and easier to fill our cup.

And that’s all we want, just to find control,

the slightest bit of instant comfort in anything that’s tangible.

Not everything is beneficial, but everything is permissible.

So without letting your mind drift to your own desires, let this bake your noodle.

God wants nothing more than for us to choose Him.