Mud-Bound

Hell, Purgatory, Heaven, Stairs, Path, Lucifer, Lava
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Some fear the habanero flames of a sulphur realm below

But cling with all their might to the quicksand mud that around them flows

They see above then the azure sky of day

But the indigo curtain of night fills them with dismay

Pins and needles fill their souls if the word death is but for an instant on the lips

They would rather into the hurricane gale trod

Than enter the gentle breezy space, beyond the pearly gates of God


Padre

Paint Chip Poetry Challenge

pearly gates, habaneromudpins and needlesbreezy, quicksand, and indigo.

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