for you, happy born day!

If this is my last, let it be a prayer…
and as in that first day,
when we were formless and empty
you separated light from darkness,
earth from water
substance from pretense,
graced purity upon his lips
holiness in her spit
and we exhaled your praise.
a burnt offering
placed at our feet,
sacrificing all that you knew
to be true..
you removed prose from your soul
as rib from man,
scriptures from the apostles
creating simple messengers
with freedom in thought,
as there is nothing new under the sun
Submission to Adam
free will to Eve
and created our first poems
which rose from ash
and dust..
and if this is to be my last,
so it shall return
to you......................

HAPPY BIRTHDAY COPA!!!!!!! Love you the Diva and Me....