Hell Poem by Grant House

hell
oh well
everyday life
crashes in on
extraordinary people
bright futures
recede into the distance
radiant dreams
full of promise
become long-ago memories
fading into tears
at night in the other room
it was a beautiful dream
destined for greatness
changing lives
whole new futures opening up before us
turn the curve
grandeur spreads out
the great valley
peaks and waterfalls
tall trees big sky
clear river runs abundant
children dancing drums and bells and singing far off and near
hope fills our veins
smiles of knowing
our lives count
who's counting now?
all fine enterprises start somewhere
all partnerships begin some particular day and grow
and some friends dream big and only ever live in dreams
to live
and love
and share our dreams
to start them on their way
dreams are children who outlive you
but sometimes that's not meant to be
you spin away to finer things
to fresh new dreams
bright flowers in a meadow on a hill
the path you took has meadows too
and flowers by a brook
and standing there
I look around and see
the place where disappearing in the wood
you turned and waved goodbye
and left those dreams to die
and left those dreams to die
your dreams are good and pure and bright
I wish you only well
for good intentions
and all my love
shared moments full of light
your leaving dear
spirit guided
heaven sent
is hell