When the Eden has come,
and the dawn embraces
once more the pristine air,
and men have been thoroughly cleansed
from a toxic past,
And laughter is purer
and freer at last.
And peace reigns in the bosom of all,
clothed with a nudity like before the fall.
When Eden has come,
and the future is present
and now shines with
the light of the sun.
o yes then you'll know
the age of Eden has come.
copyright by Mark St. Rose. All rights reserved.
mark anthony st. rose
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