What if death wasn't the end?
What if it wasn't plain blackness?
What if there was a life after this?
One painted in bright, beautiful colors?
What if instead of cold and fear,
We felt warm and welcomed?
What if life was just the beginning?
A beginning without an end?
What if there was a place where it was spring all the time?
Where winter never came?
And darkness stayed away?
A place where the birds sang happy tunes?
Where war was just a game?
A place where everyone was equal.
Where hatred wasn't heard of.
Where fear was never felt, nor worry or guilt.
A beautiful land with lush green hills and the highest mountain tops.
A land where everything was perfect,
A wonderfully perfected society.
What if that was reality?
Not a far-fetched dream?
What if after this, there was something more to be?