Sudden death is bliss, what happens next
depends on what we expect, if judgment,
we’ll receive it, if chastisement, it will be
there, if we expect to meet departed loved
ones, they will welcome us lovingly
If understanding of the universe, all shall
be revealed, setting no barriers for the
imagination on what we may expect - if
purgatory, we’ll be purged – I sigh in con-
tentment, I’ve already experienced
Hell and purgatory in this life and lived to
overcome it, I expect loving light, the
welcoming embrace of my grand-
mother, Margaret Alice Puth,
in blissful death…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A good read. You made your thoughts interesting, and it kept my focus. There was a bit of warmth in this poem that made it good for the eyes.