Midrash on Genesis 4:1-16
I walked about 20 miles a day most days, not with any destination in mind, but just to keep moving. Imagine my surprise, then, when I arrived one day at the edge of the garden my parents had been sent away from. I remember them telling me all about it. I’d never seen it before, but I didn’t need to have seen it to know where I was. The angels with the flaming swords were the hint. The place was beautiful, no doubt, but honestly, I don’t understand what the big deal is. It looked just like any other forest from where I was. I climbed a tree just outside the borders of the garden to try to get a better look, but all I could see inside looked just like what I could see outside the garden. Trees. Flowers. Animals. You know, the usual. I’m not sure what was so horrible about being sent away from that place. I’ve traveled everywhere that a man’s feet can take him at this point, and there’s so much out there. No one place is better than all the others.