Longing for Eden

 Longing for Eden

Longing for Eden

when the waters of our Planet

ran pure.

Life breathed onto the waters

The land, and air.

In Eden time.

I want to walk through the days

When all was new

Innocent as the newborns

With the scent of violets

All Around

Eden April in the wind.

I want to see with eyes anew

All the parts of plants and animals

In their spiral turnings

I want to hear the song the sun sang

When the green Earth was new.