Descriptions of Heaven and Hell

The wave breaks

And I’m carried into it.

This is hell, I know,

Yet my father laughs,

Chest-deep, proving I’m wrong.

We’re safely rooted,

Rocked on his toes.

Nothing irked him more

Than asking, “What is there

Beyond death?”

His theory once was

That love greets you,

And the loveless

Don’t know what to say.

~Mark Jarman