Sunday, September 27, 2015

Garden of Eden

The hollowness I darenot speak of,
The echoes of the silence,
They resonate of the bleakness
Before my eyes.
Hidden are the secrets
Of the garden of Eden
A place verdant,
And filled with life.
It is a hope beyond my reach,
A place where damned souls
Are not to be.
Inferno, paradiso,
The divine's comedy,
Sometimes the flames threatened to engulf.
but sometimes in my wildest dream,
I glimpsed Eden.
Sometimes I landed in the in-between,
the place half-hell, half-paradise,
The place where good and evil often meet,
The place where savages rage wars,
The place where sometimes you may glimpse a sliver of goodness,
Of love that is pure,
Of light that is pure.


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