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I saw a man in a Garden

I saw a man in a Garden

I saw a man in the garden. His appearance struck me. He was hunched over on the ground. He seemed to be in pain. But it wasn’t physical… something else. He looked like he was struggling, wrestling… Was it a big decision he had to make? Maybe something about a different direction in his life…
I caught a few mumbled words, something about a cup. Or was it ‘a cup passing from me?’
What was this cup? There wasn’t any cup that I could see...
I noticed what must have been some of his friends, a little distance away from him. They were sound asleep, snoring. It was late at night. Once he went over to them. Couldn’t catch what he said…
Suddenly the garden was alight with torch flame and the Temple Guards burst onto the scene. The man stood up. He didn’t seem quite so distressed now. But his friends ran for their life. One ran so fast his cloak fell on the ground. He looked vulnerable, almost naked, as he sped through the olive groves.
The man was arrested. Some guy kissed him, a bit strange. He was taken away. I don’t like his chances, what with it being Passover and all
What was that cup that he was talking about?