The Big Bang

Some Imagine
The Explosion of
Light and Love
and Laughter
that Birthed
All That Is

As a Construction Project
to Build a
Temple of
Law and Justice
To Teach Us –

Little Explosions of
Light and Love
and Laughter
That We Are –

The Laws of Life,
then Judge Us,
Using Commandments
Cast In Stone Tablets,
and Bibles Filled with
Measurements and
Account Balances.

But What If
The Big Bang
Is a Name for
a Colossal
Art Gallery,

To Be Filled
with Our Work
Measured Only in
Units of
Love and Beauty,

and Years of
Lively Learning of
Brush Strokes and
Dance Steps and
Method Acting and
Cosmic Chord Progressions and
The Artful Ways to
Leave Participles
Dangling.

What If
There is No
White Throne Judgment,
Only
A Triumphant
Art Show
After Party.