There was a Light in the Garden..

Holy and pure.

Sweet melodies rang out

soft and sure.

Eden: a treasure, a blessing, a gift.

an endless bounty…

until the Rift.

How long o’er it’s paths

did they tread?

How many whispered wisdoms

were shed?

Then, there, the Tree

with tempting fruit

to lead astray,

granting evil salute..

to the one who would destroy

and bring the Dark

upon the world.

Then, the Dark seemed to triumph

on another Tree.  

God was dead

with certainty.  

But, as it chuckled

deep and grim

over the violence

done to Him…

another Garden Gate

opened wide.

The Key

had been

His stricken Side….

From which flowed Water and Blood

upon the earth

from Sacred Wood.

Before the Darkness had been

the light.  

But, it has come back

forever bright.