Eve’s Poem of Renewal
“I Know Everything”
As we walk in the morning dew
My Father activates something within me
lightning, visions, dreams
of Noah’s Rainbow, Abraham’s vision
of who Isaac was symbolizing,
Moses’s flame in the blooming bush
While the men work in the fields
I sculpt my children, grandchildren,
and great grandchildren
male and female
I sculpt them
At night as they lay in their beds
I tell stories to my children, grandchildren,
and great grandchildren
female and male
I tell them stories.
I teach my sons how to make baskets
and collect corn
I teach my daughters how to took for rainbows
and pour oil over heads
When no one is looking
I dance for Him
on my knees I face Him
my 70 x 7 Grandson
who calls me sister.
I am not like Thomas
I don’t need to look at His hands, feet or side
for proof.
I know it is His Him,
and finally, I know everything.
© 2024 Christal Ann Rice Cooper
Christal Ann Rice Cooper is a newspaper writer, feature stories writer, poet, fiction
writer, photographer, and painter. She has a Bachelor’s in Criminal Justice and completed all
of her poetry and fiction workshops required for her Master’s in Creative Writing with a focus
on poetry. She maintains a blog at www.christalannricecooper.org She, her husband Wayne,
sons Nicholas and Caleb, cat Nation reside in the St. Louis area. She can be reached at
email caccoop@aol.com and Facebook https://www.facebook.com/car.cooper.7
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