Abyss

 In the garden they walked and talked with God.

Never losing touch, they knew what it was to be.

Then they lost their way, they stopped coming.

They didn't answer the voice any longer.

We are the same, expecting things to fill the void.

Empty frills and we don't listen to the voice calling.

You are already beloved, come my child.

Hear you are only falling into the arms of love.