He Made Her

To shape her body, from toe to head He took of the dust of the acacia plant And blended it with the almond flower That her skin is a mix of the two. For her cheeks red jasper and jacinth Were pounded to powder and mixed with honey Then massaged in place until the wind slipped Off of it; and angels murmured. For her lips, He collected a field of roses, and hibiscus, then wrapped them in scarlet yarn, And slowly placed it upon her face. Its red leaves the rainbow wanting, And its feel has the clouds longing... Her hair is fashioned from the soil. Its pattern is like a lion’s mane, and roars. Then for her eyes, he took the agate stone, With its patterns, and emerald and lapis lazuli, the topaz and amethyst then placed them In his heart, where the flames of his being Made two gems of the many, and they became Her sight. Now when light shines in them One sees the blend, or the parts, and they all bind. He then gave her breath and sent her my way. Copyright © 2011 Leslie Alexis