p. 8 | Fig-Leaf Aprons by Delwin Rees Buckner

Pacific Press Publishing Association · Mountain View, California · Jan 30, 1912

Fig-Leaf Aprons

By Delwin Rees Buckner

Prey to a foul, unfathomable fear Which scurrying seconds calm not, but increase, The Man, God's culminating masterpiece, Sits bowed in crushed, consummate sorrow near His helpmeet, both affrighted lest they hear The annulling voice of their Edenic lease. Meanwhile they sew them aprons, nor do cease To dampen them with many a scalding tear. When their rare, radiant robes of lustrous light Had vanished like a vision from their view, How pitiably foolish to presume That with their feeble, naked main and might 'Twere possible to clothe their limbs anew, And parry thus their near-impending doom.

Porto Alegre, Rio Grande do Sul, Brazil.