Photo © 2015 by V. Nesdoly
Captivated
Puffy white lambs
in the sky.
Iridescent dragonflies. Furry bees.
Jewel birds flitting and fluting the forest
with warbles and calls.
A plush rabbit’s coat.
Moist velvet tickle of a horse’s nose.
He, smooth, agile, muscular
climbing a palm.
These globes just above me
hanging from this tree God has forbidden
their glossy roundness inviting
a caress, a pluck, a savor…
The intelligent eyes
of the beautiful chartreuse
creature suddenly beside me
taking my measure, his liquid tones
smooth, oily, almost fragrant
“Has God indeed said…?”
© 2015 by Violet Nesdoly (All rights reserved)
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In this little piece, I was trying to get at the wonders of the created world as Eve experienced them through her fresh-wax senses. Ah, but there was trouble ahead.
Every brand and iteration of doubt is, I believe, in some way begun by revisiting the words spoken by the serpent to Eve in Genesis 3:1.
This post is linked to Spiritual Journey Thursday, hosted by Holly Mueller at Reading, Teaching, Learning. The theme this week is DOUBT.
Violet Nesdoly / poems 
bobbietaylor
October 22, 2015 at 1:27 pm
That’s it! Such an important observation/insight….Thank you so much for sharing–in prose and poetry! It will be a wonderful grande finale to this world when the serpent-accuser is finally put out of business; meantime, this is a good reminder to me not to be one of his customers; not to buy into his doubt-casting lies!
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Violet Nesdoly
October 22, 2015 at 4:19 pm
Thank you, Bobbie! Yes, we look forward to the day the doubt-raiser is “put out of business”!
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Holly Mueller
October 25, 2015 at 11:13 am
Oooh….that gave me chills! What a powerful reminder of the root of doubt – still plaguing us today! Evil still knows that doubt is one of the most insidious ways to lead us away from God.
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Violet Nesdoly
October 25, 2015 at 6:19 pm
Why thank you Holly. The master of evil really only has a few tricks. If only we were better at recognizing them in all their different guises.
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