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Only Love Required

How do I compare to you, God 
What is the scent of my desire
that the golden globes you trod
that the grandeur of the celestial choir
to quicken yet the voids 'neath this sod
oblige your condescension into Hellfire

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Joseph May Date: 4/23/2025 12:01:00 PM Congrats on your win, Very nicely done Login to Reply Trina Layne Date: 4/23/2025 5:40:00 PM Appreciated :) Be well.

Tom Woody Date: 4/12/2025 1:34:00 PM Fascinating. Interestingly, the Hebrew word (mis)translated in KJV etal as hellfire is Gehenna, a garbage dump outside the city that was kept burning with sulphur and into which occasionally the dead bodies of criminals who were considered unworthy of a burial were tossed. Jesus fittingly used it as a metaphor for eternal destruction, ie, oblivion. Factoid for the day Login to Reply Trina Layne Date: 4/12/2025 3:39:00 PM Thanks, Tom, for giving my poem a read and sharing about that. Yes, there is more than one word for that terrible place, and they have different shades of meaning. I was thinking about Hellfire here less literally than one might first conclude. For this pen, Hellfire is a metaphor for a fallen Earth.