Eve In Our Times

Eve In Our Times

Does it make a difference

Between a promise of faithfulness

In our youth or before the altar

Or unspoken in a kiss?

For you, Adam, no difference.

You wouldn’t have broken it.

But what is your promise, your oath

Even before God to me?

Though you would always stay with me

But stop loving me.

Better free you of your vows

Yet, still love me

And sing and dream of me.

Though not forever,

Though not sanctified before God

Though others would “imprison” you

Or block your way to me.

Your ring, your promise, your vow, give it to others.

But that you’re mine, as long as you love me.

February 2011