Overdrawn Conclusions Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

If there's no judgement how can soul exist?
If there's no soul then judgement can't persist!
If all ends spring from energy begun,
and energy from endings swiftly sprung,
why should subjective speculation's mist
insist on heaven, hell, - both sides are one.
Thus hot and cold, if stretched to their extremes
reflect inherent change of state as streams,
for steam evaporates caught in light beams,
or, iced, reverse flow's glow, no growth may know
as movement slows, while wave-length shortens bows.
When gas condenses, flow's flux dissipates.
Can those who draw conclusions hasty find
heaven or hell outside imprisoned minds?

If soul can't suffer outside mortal sheaf,
and sheaf, untied, sighs end to suffering,
how can one reconcile life's daily leaf
with judgement brief dictating final fling.
Sin's self-destruction's sent to purify,
preparing phoenix flight from embers, ash,
thus trouble, trial and torment signify
anticipation of renascent flash
creating apt conditions for life's play
to recommence its self-sufficient spin,
sun, moon, hell, heaven, black-white, night and day
each mirrors each to teach life may begin
again through thought till caught by naught's lost win.
How many angels dance upon a pin?

(23 May 2008)