A woman is a ripple, placed by God, her Father, into a serene world, to bring color and character to life, and she did—a little too much, it appeared; but not anything her Father could not contain.  All the riches of the earth and the universe belong to Him. He is the King of kings, the Beginning and the End. The woman’s name was Eve, the definition of beauty, with gait and poise, and easy on the eyes. The whole world stopped at her introduction, as she was the last to be added. And she was different from anything before her. She had more touch of Grace than all the others before her, because she was a messenger of her Father, the Most High God. She was sent to the man to keep him on straight path, and help keep his spirit from waning. She was love, and immediately fell in love with the man she was sent to. And the whole world bore witness to the magic that happened when they met. She had a free spirit that gave her wings; and a mind that was insatiable.  She went in search of knowledge and overstepped, but mercy saved her and the world she tainted. Sad and distressed, she wished she could take it all back, but what was done was irreversible. Thankfully, she had a loving Father, who would never let her waste away. He stepped in and broke her fall, and saved everything she almost destroyed. Saddened but not angered, He immediately went to work, to redeem the daughter that was very dear to His heart. He gave her a new nature, to protect her against the inquisitiveness of her mind. He tied her spirit to her mind, so that her spirit will buttress her mind and stabilize her life against the torrents her mind attracts.  Then, He set boundaries for her to follow. With gratitude to Him and a feeling of giddiness about the future, she rode gallantly into the sunset, bidding goodbye to the ruins of her little misstep. Determined not to ever lapse in judgment again, she prudently marched off into the future, with her sight set on the price, and her heart filled with the love she had come to know and cherish. Her Father went with her everywhere she went, even though she was booted from the home she knew and loved. It was for her preservation, and she knew that too. She remained contented in the boundaries set for her, and tackled life with undiminished fervor, and won triumphantly. Her marriage became her life, and success came, one after another: She received the prize of her marriage, and satisfied the prize for her creation. And she gave thanks to her Father, without whom none of that would have been possible, cherishing every minute she shared with her loving husband, who was drunk with her love, and went everywhere with her.