The Garden
Paradise is lost
The sun is fallen
Truth is known
Yet its way is obscured
Bitter harvests now replace
Immaculate conception
And tears flow, from eyes
That willed to see
There is no victory in the outter realms
No reward in desolation
Oh to return from whence we have fallen
To taste of fruit unforbidden
The garden has grown barren
And its hedgerow high
Who can restore its splendor
Who is worthy
I know none…..
Mar 4, 2010
Mar 4, 2010 at 12:20 PM UTC
The Garden
Paradise is lost
The sun is fallen
Truth is known
Yet its way is obscured
Bitter harvests now replace
Immaculate conception
And tears flow, from eyes
That willed to see
There is no victory in the outter realms
No reward in desolation
Oh to return from whence we have fallen
To taste of fruit unforbidden
The garden has grown barren
And its hedgerow high
Who can restore its splendor
Who is worthy
I know none…..