Spiralling Passion Poem by Marshall E Gass

We don't know whether we are connected
to heaven or hell
yet we can move effortlessly
between these two domains
taking with us those bits and pieces
that can re-create passions in the vault
of our memories. All we need to do is put
the jagged pieces alongside the disputed ones
and spade over the past mistakes
with fresh earth, the green grass of forgiveness.

And even before we know it
we will have climbed the stairway
to heaven where waits long passionate memories
tactfully chained to the other end
spiralling to hell.

Its really upto us
to race upwards
or slide down the stairwell
in this wonderful balancing act.

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