God is not hidden in the garden, God, he is the garden and the garden His womb.
Where dawn first shone, man was molded out of God’s clay and breathed, after
being fed the breath of life. And man thus danced in glory to His own image and
likeness and so it was that man walked, then ran after seeing his own image
reflected in the pools of God. Man lived in His garden amongst tall trees and huge
crevices for shade and protection and man lived off the garden which fends his
hunger and thirst but man again ran in fright, on seeing strange shadows
imitating his like. And man hurdled beyond the limits of His horizon~ when man
couldn’t recognize the He that spoke from the small bushes and fervents..
God is not hidden in the garden, God, he is the garden. The garden that meets
mans eyes and from it sprung mans hearts. And if man is truly the reflection of
God himself, then the reflection of man is the garden itself. And if man tends to
the garden with the same spirit and love that God forms man, then man took care
not only of his own well-being but that of the spirit of God. For God did not make
himself beyond man’s reach, but man chose to reach Him beyond their own
understanding of God that is the garden. And in His garden, there were two
comfort leaves. One He covered Adam, the other Eve..