The THREE SCIENTISTS

 

Genesis 2:7

King James Version

7 And the Lord God formed man of the dust of the ground, 

and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; 

and man became a living soul.

I saw them in a dream,

many many years ago.

All huddled together.

THREE molecular biologists.

Looking worried, 

oblivious to my presence.

We were inside a church,

strange thing.

One was American;

another, German.

But the French,

he comes by my way.

Smiles, and hands me,

a card with his name on it.

Michel,

the friendly French scientist.

But you see, 

it was just a dream.

Of how the scientists know,

something we don’t.

I was the outsider,

looking in.

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