THE END is a little something Mark likes to call a surrealist word painting.
“Ouch! That hurt, I’m not doing that again,”
Now that I’m here I must ask how the everything why the reason.
So I asked the question expecting an answer that may in some way challenge my intellect.
When all of a sudden a voice spoke out in silence with eyes that would square the round
“Always is a word that you should never use, And never means for now, Drink the lemon
I turned to walk away and find my thinking place,
“Hey come back,”
Said the answer, a being of infinite wisdom
I know this to be an un true fact that it helps to think while standing on a rock of pure
I tell myself this as I try to master the art of falling up.
“There is no use for the answer”
I said if the question just ups and walks away,
“Okay then listen and I shall show you”, said the answer.
Then true to her word she did, and as she finished her words got up and flew around me
like butterflies and I sang the song we all sing,
“Look,” said I, it’s beautiful, the books are birds,” then looking out over the sea of sky
all of a sudden I knew,
“So this is how the everything begun”.
Original work 1995