Sonnet 11
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Only within the Garden, his birth-place,
Can man, dear Eve, obey God’s natural law,
Be spared the wish to conquer time and space
And probe the gene to engineer its core –
Fell feats, indeed, resulting from the urge
To be divine in spirit and in flesh,
A hubris which the Lord is bound to purge
Before it can in full the soul enmesh;
For only in the Garden does the fear
Of death, that forces man without to do
Such foolish things to nature, disappear:
Though clay, he knows he could be angel too. |
So why out there should he believe he’s greater
Than here, where he is creature and creator?
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12 Sonnets from Eden
by Michael Peach
2 June 1999 |
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