The Grapes of Wrath

Divine Revelation

When forbidden knowledge

was plucked from the tree,

you showed us who we really were.

The nakedness of our bodies,

the meaninglessness of our thoughts.

For without you we became aware

of the truth of who we were,

and we were disgusted too.

When your temper calmed,

you loved us just the same.

You loved us because we were

still beautiful in your eyes

when we loved each other.

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