Adam and Eve
His law trampled upon
But a lasting covering He gave
A man of faith
Journeyed with One unseen
Till He was not
Mother of faith
A womb old to bear
Housed the seed of promise
In the field of meditation
Him met her
A proof of the father's piety
Fostered by a foreigner
In the walls of comfort
But his own he chose
A holy of holies
Dimensions of perfection
Overlaid with pure gold
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