His hand held hers,
the flesh from his ribs.
Her first breathe, her first sight, her first step
- a journey of mystery.
To him,
He brought her,
The one in deep sleep cried, "My woman!"
- a journey to purpose.
Not a word from her,
but words knitting in her,
yet in Him, she would trust
- a journey in faith.
A song for her to sing,
"I am confident,
I am rest assured,
That Emmanuel, God is with me."
Genesis 2:21-23
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