In His Garden

I looked up toward the tree's leaves as they swung over my head. “Lucifer,” they whispered to me. I ignored the sound, and sprinted further into the lush forest. 

“Lucifer! Where are you?” There it was again; louder and clearer. That man’s voice calling my name. I ran, until at last, when the calling settled to a dull faraway sound, I crouched beneath a tree to rest my bruised legs. The moss created a soft chair beneath my naked body, and my chest heaved wildly as I struggled to catch my breath. I let the cold sweat drip down my back and between my breasts.

Behind me a bush rustled and a face lit up the gaps in between the branches. It was Lilith. My sweet Lilith crawled forward to reveal herself to me. 

“My dear light!” I exclaimed. “I thought you had fled from the Garden!” 

A tear was making its way down her soft cheek. “It is the Man. He made me lay with him...in the most shameful way. I felt...as if I were one of the animals he had known before me, and I ran. But a voice follows me as I retreat further...I fear I must return to him.”

“No! My sweet Lilith. Come away with me from this Garden. I must flee too. It is ruled by the man Adam, and we must not join with him again...he has not yet learnt to toil the land with care.”

Lilith’s long hair fell over her face and shoulders, swallowing her up in its fragile folds. "I...I can’t. The Voice is too powerful...and it forbids me to leave, or my voice will be lost for eternity.”

“Not for eternity my sweet Lilith. Come with me and we will build up our strength together. Let another poor soul tend to His Garden.”

My sweet Lilith had such faith in me. She stepped forward to embrace me. I took her hand and led the way from the Garden. 

And from the dark depths of the forest we heard The Voice gather together the woman Eve and present her to Man for his conquering.