Twenty-One Lines on Hell

Let me disabuse you
of your notions of hell:
there is no devil
there are no flames;
nor are there throngs of tortured souls,
crying in despair at being deprived
of seeing the face of God
wreathed in celestial clouds.

Hell is a dank ashen room,
completely silent
but for the splash of your own tears
on an empty table,
barred windows promising
a life of beauty, love and joy.
But alas, there is no doorway.
You can look but never own it.

That, my friends, is hell.
I have no fear of death.
I have no fear of hell.
For I inhabit death in life
and hell is here on earth.

© 2013 RC deWinter ~ All Rights Reserved

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  • devotee1
    devotee1over 1 year ago

    You are a seeker of truth, Gina; something I greatly admire.

  • Many thanks, Joe. I have been ill for almost two weeks now with a bronchial virus for which rest and hot liquids are the only cure, gives me a lot of time to think since I’m too exhausted to do anything else.

    – RC deWinter

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