A Different Welcome

Is this the place we all called heaven

I asked the figure in front of me

Have I been granted entrance,

provided with a key

The figure offered nothing

simply beckoned... follow me

No dimension to the space around

absent of all scenery

I moved without sensation

yet something changed I could not see

A golden light on a false horizon

glittering like the sun on a sea

The light then turned blood red

and a strong voice welcomed me

You asked if this was heaven

well in a way it is

You call it purgatory

I call it bliss