(Everything you can imagine, is real. Picasso.)
There is no truth but this, he said.
And then there was no more.
(When nothing else is all there is it begs to quest what for.)
He winked and grinned, with mischief, yes and held the open door
How ‘bout this? He asked.
How ‘bout this?
The very Beginning Began with a Bang
And in the Blink of an Eye
A Trillion, Trillion, Trillion events
Occurred.
The final tear eroded
The Eternal Inner Cry as
A Trillion, Trillion, Trillion events
Revealed
The perpetual Smile of
Quiet, Indulgent Love.
And as We began for
A Trillion, Trillion, Trillionth time
It was Love at First Light.
The very Beginning Began with a Bang
The very Beginning
Began
With
A Big,
Big
Bang
How many millions are in a trillion?
How many leaves in a forest?
How many souls exist in forever?
How many came before us?
Where is it written?’Where are the answers?
Where is the heavenly Chorus?
When did the Big Bang Beget the beginning?
Is the answer there before us?
What if I told you I knew all along?
What if you held a Thesaurus?
A new interrogative might have an answer
Or perhaps it would simply bore us.
Perhaps I had better ask Morris
IT IS EASIER THIS THAN THAT
It is easier to Approach anew than to Flee.
It is easier to draw anew than to erase the errors.
It is easier to achieve sobriety than to stop drinking.
It is easier to smile than to stop complaining.
It is easier to Love than to tolerate
It is easier to become healthy than to lose weight.
Lee Broom. Leadership. A Love Story.
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