Life beyond death may be

Too difficult to comprehend.

My mind twirls and twists 'til it can't imagine

The thoughts intended.

The images appear slowly one by one

As my mind imagines the pros and cons

Of the eternal life depicted by

So many today.

I stand there, in the light,

Weeping in the astonished faces

Of the supposed angels.

Death I desired, yet not granted after all.

Then, elsewhere I stand in dark mist,

Weeping at my accomplishments, my joys, my efforts.

Were they worthless, gone, insignificant?

The light pours down on me and I smile.

Which world would I belongto?

The heavenly hell, or the

Hell-like heaven?

That, my death will determine.

What would I desire from death?

I believe this question would unlock

The door to the secrets

Of death, heavenly hell, and hell-like heaven.

The life and death issue

Has entertained philosophers for so long,

Yet no one knows who will determine where

Is hell or where is heaven.

Would it be God or me?