Rain seed

Arch Angel Jophiel looked into the mind of God and saw a beautiful angel holding a new kind of heavenly light shining from the first true Eve's ovaries. It was her first and only egg and just before her menopause.
And he pondered the sunset of Eve's lifetime. The egg he thought was like a lemon grove.
A lemon grove that would flourish for many years he saw, and when the rains finally dried upon it would return to the earth.
However there would reign a new seed, an only child. One that might quench new seedlings thoughts for rain to birth a whole new lemon grove, to rise and fall with the sun, be torn between faces of the moon, thrive or fail in all or too soon.
And as those lemon groves of mind dried into the ground one by one. The unknown spirit of the lemon grove would continued to spin its tales around the earth, full and beautiful with gifts evermore to be prayed upon.
And so Arch Angel Jophiel looked away from God and retired to the most peaceful place on earth.