Eden

And Savior's disciples wandered through his death-place, wondering "Where is our Eden?". So depressed and guilty were they at Savior's death that for death and for Heaven they wished.

 

Eden

 

And so we sat atop the hills

Drinking wine and eating bread galore

Yearning for a garden we would never see

And so it was atop the broken wood we sat

Heeding neither splinters nor injuries

Pondering when our torment would finally end