Choose the one you want, God says

“Choose the one you want,” God says.
In each hand is a shining light.
I am mesmerized. I want them both.
“Look carefully,” God says, frowning. “They are not the same.”
“I don’t see the difference,” I say.
“One will die in your hand,” God says, “and the other will turn you into light. But
each will bring a great and different pain.”
My heart skips a beat. They look identical.
“How can I see past what I see?” I ask.
She smiles. “That is not the real question.”
“What is the real question?” I ask, frustrated.
“Ah-ha!” God’s eyebrows lift. “Keep going.”

© Meisaan Chan

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