And where is hell?
I asked;
All around,
There were no flames,
No embers glowing,
No water boiling,
I asked Maalik,
The guardian of hell,
Not smiling -
The stern-faced replied,
We have no fire here
Every evil person,
Brings his fire and...
...things of torture with him,
He burns in his own fire,
And where is Heaven?
I asked Ridwan,
The smiling guardian,
He shouted hip hip hurrah!
The heaven is in you!
Mykoul
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