I dream of the first times

the longest memory

I speak of the first times

the oldest Father

I sing of the first times

and the dawn of Darkness

In Nod, where the light of Paradise

lit up the night sky

and the tears of our parents wet the ground

Each of us, in out way,

set about to live

and take our sustenance from the land.

And I first-born Caine, I,

with sharp things,

planted the dark seeds

wet them in earth

tended them, watched them grow

And Abel second-born Abel

tended the animals

aided their bloody

births

fed them, watched

them grow

I loved him, my

Brother

He was the brighest

The sweetest.

The strongest.

He was the first part

of all my joy.

Then one day

our Father said to us.

Caine, Abel

to Him Above you must make a sacrifice -

a gift of the first part

of all that you have

And I, first-born Caine, I

gathered the tender shoots

the brightest fruits

the sweetest grass

And Abel, second-born, Abel

slaughtered the youngest,

the strongest,

the sweetest of his animals

On the altar of our Father

we laid our sacrifices

and lit fire under them

and watched the smoke carry them

up to the One Above

The sacrifice of Abel, second-born,

smelled sweet to the One Above

and Abel was blessed.

And, I, first-born Caine, I

was struck from beyond by

a harsh word and a curse,

for my sacrifice was unworthy.

I looked at Abel’s sacrifice,

still smoking the flesh, the

blood.

I cried, I held my eyes

I prayed in night and day

And when

Father said

the time for

Sacrifice

has come again

And Abel

led his youngest,

his sweetest,

his most beloved

to the sacrificial fire

I did not bring my

youngest,

my sweetest,

for I knew the

One Above

would not

want them.

And my brother,

beloved Abel

said to me

„Caine, you did not bring

a sacrifice,

a gift of the first

part of you joy,

to burn on the altar

of the One Above.”

I cried tears of love as I,

with sharp things,

sacrificed that

which was the

first part of

my joy,

my brother.

And the Blood of Abel

covered the altar

and smelled sweet

as it burned

But my Father said

„Cursed are you, Caine,

who killed your brother.

As I was cast out

so shall you be.”

And He exiled me to wander in Darkness,

the land of Nod.

I flew into the Darkness

I saw no source of light

and I was afraid.And alone.