A person needn’t die to see
Heaven’s Light or Hell’s debris.
In every word, with every deed,
We choose the kind of Life we’ll lead.
Hell’s fires light with words of spite
That keep us trapped in endless fight.
Yet if we can forgive and love,
What Life is that but Heav’n’s above?
You see, we choose our fates right now.
Sit back, observe, and you’ll see how.
It’s best that we remember this:
Eternity is in our midst.