The leaves of trees with morning dews, the birds chirping, the day is new.
TWO people arose; they come wandering in the paradise.
Nature at its peace, beautiful blossoms, a fruitful feast.
THREE trials of deceit for many long days and countless ways.
The golden rules, the test of faith, the ridicule, opens the gate.
FOUR times of hardship and pain reveals the history of mankind.
The eyes now see, guilt is free, and shame sank in for you and me.
FIVE words “Ye shall not surely die” brought her forth to temptation.
And thunder roared angry as the clouds consume the garden’s glory.
SIX steps down now is the beast’s sanctuary.
He is cursed, he is blamed, while men were ousted and the verdict reigned.
SEVEN deeds of good to rebuke the iniquity.
Life ends in death now and death shadows who sin, somehow.
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