Beginning

When God made man He was created similar. Not the same, But close enough that it was Good. When God made woman He unearthed the buried heartbeat, Taking a rib from his cage To give him someone to love The bars were now broken, His heart was untied, Set free, set in motion, Protecting, loving, hurting, caring… God must’ve had something So mysteriously beautiful in mind. Why else would he hurt a creation By ripping his shield away? Destroying the protection around his Vulnerable, new, rhythmic, Perfect, pure, lonely, grasping, Heart.