The Free Excercise of

 

Eden

At its center is a tree
which wraps the garden
in its entirety

The roots of it run deep,
some say to a molten core
while some insist they exit the other side
to suck juices from a Southern Cross
and that its sweet and sour blooms
on this respiring side of dust
reach and blossom
beyond the north pole star

and meet the ends of far
in parts we’ll never know
until we wake or break
to give or take
right here and now

in time and space
the bait of love

or snake

Jim Culleny
3/27/17