A different voice sounds out. From the grand symphony of the previous story now things seem quiet.
No shrubs… no plants… no one to work the ground. (verse 5)
Just a stream bubbling away watering the planet. The KJV says mist. (verse 6) Even quieter.
The dust of the ground is put together and breathed upon.
Water, dust, breath…
Adam – Ground, Earth, Clay, Red, – Human.
Now God speaks, not things into being but possibilities.
And the man speaks to name the creatures. These sounds won’t be recorded for they shall be passed on.
But he speaks a poem when he sees his own.
bone of my bones
flesh of my flesh
They are to be one but distinct. A harmony.