A most fascinating verse is Gen. 1:27 “God created human beings in His own image . . .” I attend a course, “Biblical Theology” and am writing a paper on this topic. What does this mean? A poetical reflection:
In His Own Image
Potter kneaded, patted
wet clay into two adama beings,
then breathed His image
and stored breath in the abyss
of their brains
Potter spoke one single, solitary, sole warning.
She sashayed about,
gazed on a lustrous creature;
its vertical-eye slits piercing hers.
Words slithered off its tongue, until she
turned, strolled through ferns to glistening ripeness
at arm’s span—reaching—plucking a plump fruit—
mouth wetting—pulling it close—opening wide—
A season passed. They scavenged and
foraged among whirling dust
between two rivers, swatted gadflies, snatched
eggs and nightly did what beasts do.
as he knew her under Eucalyptus boughs,
Potter blew breath into her egg and into
1 squiggler (of 150,000,000)
as it wiggled through jellied skin, and He
seeded generation after generation.