Mitochondrial Eve
Within the heart of Me
Is the Mother of my kind
She IS the feminine Mind.

She came to me and told me tales
Of Adam's rib and primordial snails
And lighting strikes and storms of hail.

And when She did attempt
To return the extra rib.
This mortal man earth bound,
Was no where to be found.
So off she flew to heaven
And listened for the sound.

Soon She heard the heart beat
Within Her very soul
As She watched the birth
Of humankind silently unfold

Lynne FincherSpringarden

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