It is not a lake of fire, sweet one
It is a place that tells us
that we are Loved
The only thing that burns
is the View, seen from a distance..
from across the Chasm
--One that, before its over
will no longer exist.
True story. xox
Hell is for (us) children
honed out
By the Unrelenting Love
of a causality-Estranged, Father
I am yours.
God bless the child
that's got its own
<3
