She is the mother
Of all living
But has never been born
She is the source
Of everyone
Who has ever lived
We can all trace our line
Back to our mother
And our father
In the garden
These two are one
She is never without
Her master, her lord,
Her husband
Always by his side
There cannot be
One without the other
So that which has never been born
Has given birth to all living
But she has no life of her own
She takes on the form of all living
The form and the formless
She and her husband
Genesis 2:18
“…It is not good that the man should be alone; I will make him a help meet for him.”
For the Love of Christ 