i leave my bookmark in genesis
there is a story to be told about the creation of humanity.
about the day the tides changed,
about waves thrashing against the coast with newfound energy.
about leaves crumbling for the first time, about the very first autumn.
there is a story to be told about you.
god made man in his own image.
in that way, there is something holy about us.
i only ever see it in you.
it's easy to see the beauty in something you created by your own hand, sacrificed your own lung to have.
but it's always been easier to see the beauty in you than it is in anything else i’ve ever made.
you know the story about god, yes? about the way that light and dark and sun and sky came to be?
i've told you plenty of times before.
you know that on the sixth day, i found you.
praised to a lord i’d never believed in at the arrival of something as sacred as you.
you should also know that on the seventh day, we rested.
found every which way that man could be intertwined,
prayed to each other instead of our creator.
we rested, and in our rest, found damnation.
the apple fell from the tree and i only watched as you caught it.
i pulled my lung out to find you.
shaped you in my image, selfish as can be and still had the audacity to call it love.
swore up and down that i loved you, gave you free will before the seventh even began.
should i have any reason to be surprised that the autonomy i gave you was the thing that drove you away in the end?
there is a story to be told about the burning of eden.
a story so old that you've had time to memorize its every line, freeze the lines in the garden leaves.
a story so precious that it can only be told behind closed doors, in chapels filled with forgiveness.
there is a story to be told about us.
but is there any more to say than what you already know?
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