Twentieth-Century Adam and Eve

A POEM

By Gwendolyn C. Carr | November 1983

As aliens yearn

For the native land.

We still return

To the garden —

Taste ancient fruit,

Graft seasoned sins

Onto new generations.

Respect (Rev. 3:20)

Gentle Lord, I love You.

You tiptoe ‘cross my heart.

You sit beside me quietly…

The Soaring Birds of Freedom

The soaring birds of freedom

Fall to the earth in yellow streams of fire,

Igniting…

And Are We Still to Know?

And are we still to know that thou art God?

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