When first we shed our innocence-exposed to sin
now that we were
I looked out toward that barren world
shedding my first tears from grief.
An angel with an inflamed sword
stood between my beloved and I.
When I cried-he answered not
then my soul had filled with dreaded
consternation.
Oh he was watching us-
looking down from up above
his heart torn out just as ours were.
Things would never be the same
our sylvan paradise we saw destroyed
then razed.
Those tempting boughs went up in righteous flame.
Soon there was nothing to feed our eyes
we realized we were left denied.
Behind was left that damning snake
who hissed and shivered as its laughter quaked.