When it was autumn in Eden and chestnuts held golden leaves against dimming light , Eve touched her toes on the sodden soil - ran fingers through harvest sheaves - feeling all things were right : and hip and haw turned red - the sloe to dusk and swallows gathered in flocks with waitful wings .
Then an east wind blew - quite sudden leaves of the beech - the ash withered and fell , and beyond the branches of Eden the grey clouds split with a gash like a hint of hell : and the hedgehog delved in the mould , whilst the swallows flew south .
It was then that Eve first sensed warmth had gone out of the air - abruptly she felt alone unnerved by the strange immense vastness - was it despair ? - bird song became subdued and changed its tone , and somehow it troubled her mind that the trees were leafless now .
At once she went and searched for Adam , setting her sights on a trembling star ; moving tight lips she beseeched God that all heaven's lights shine from afar ; but she had to grope on - confused - bemused by forebodings of pain .
At last she found him there close by their bower - in thoughtful mood lit by dim light ; and at that sight all her despair melted , her mind felt imbued with warmth , joy , comfort , delight that he was her master still and she his only love .
He stroked that long cool hair which broke in waves to her hips , kissed tears from her eyes ; and she , without one care , gave him her cheeks and her lips freely - her breasts - her thighs - the everything of herself gave as a gift - the perfect present to seal their love .
And that strange venomous thing perched on the Tree of Life looked down on the pair , and , though aware of the poison in his sting shortly to usher forth all hate - all strife emptiness and despair , viewed with reluctance his predestined part : the fruit - the guilt - and then the banishing sword .