On the occation of the launch of Pious Pies I offer a reflection on true love.
The Last Slice
True love is a pie
eaten piece by piece.
The first slice is
often a surprise
The second, a lie.
Peace,
By Peace, you
survive each
Slice, some too
small
To leave a
Mark, others
So
Big, they nearly cut
your heart right out.
But you grow wiser
as the pie
Grows smaller. You
can calculate the
Dimensions required
by true
Love to make
Your hunger
Cease.
So when that piece
lays before you, perfectly
Sized to fulfill
your needs and desires
You can savor each
freely
Offered bite without
fear
Or doubt because
It's your
Last.
Last.
