The gift of self awareness, or is it a burden?
Destroyed the marvelous Garden of Eden
Or so I thought, until I found a key
to the secret garden deep inside of me
there the tree of Life still grows
there the eternal spring still flows
there the lion of me lies down with the lamb
all thirst is quenched, all hunger banned
there I stand naked, for no armor or garments
shields me from the light that burns off pretense
Each breath I take carries the fragrance
of the Divine Gardener's sweet essence
On the edge of a sea where each wave disappears
into a sea that was once salty tears
There I am lost as surly as I am found
all self awareness sinks into holy ground
