in the garden

marriage began in a garden

with no gathering of guests or eating of cake

there was one man

this man worked and toiled the land God had given,

he was created with hands to provide for himself, to aid in his survival

but it still wasn't good

he had every beauty where he lived,

the whole world in front of him

but it wasn't enough,

he was surrounded with life of all kinds 

but the Creator knows His creation in every way,

He knows their wants and needs,

He knows His creation, 

 man

had a need that had not yet come to form

the creation needed closeness,

intimacy

and the Creator showed off His creativity

He took from His creation,

He took something from the man to create something for the man

from the ground the Creator brought about trees and plants, rivers and animals

from the dust of the earth He made man

but in this case of creation

the Creator did not create something out of nothing

He created from His own creation

He made a woman from one rib of a man

He made a wife out of the very bone of her husband

their union was not of word or speech

but of flesh and bone

unashamed

possible to break or tear

but impossible to separate

this marriage would soon come to know troubled times,

as all do

with disorder and chaos on the horizon

they always had the memory of their beginning

in the garden