Poisoned fruit of Love

I saw his Tree and its Fruits

He shook them with pride...

He said he knows the snakes that live in the garden where His Tree grows
and that he dances with them and will follow what their wisdom brings

I smelled the aroma of these fruits on His Tree and danced around them

He invited me to Love and offered a fruit that was named A Promise

I saw that a fruit was not fully ripe
I saw that there was a rotten piece

I was intoxicated with its aroma...

I have bitten the fruit from his Tree

I ate almost all of it to notice that after few weeks there entered a poison into my body
The poison of doubt and conformism
The poison of arogance and fear
The poison of pretence and fake attitude

The poison of not fulfilled promise

I couldn't stay with him any longer and left a garden where His Tree grows

I left promises of reborn paradise
There is no paradise but to many rotten fruits...

I took shelter alone to digest the poison
I called in knowledge to heal myself
I healed the poisoned parts of my soul
I know well how to transform poison into cure
That is a wisdom of a snake

I went far from where His Tree grows
As nobody can grow Trees and call it an Eden again....