Sonnet

“THINK BIG!” he roared. And from the crowded hall
The echo gathering force roared back, “THINK BIG!”
“The secret path to hope, to joy, success, to all,
I’ll let you in on it: Christ cursed the Fig—
No fruit. But first from Him a deeper secret learn:
To Love. In this the Law and Prophets both
Are filled. No need to limit what you earn.
Just learn to Love with pure intent—nothing loath—
And then think big. He’ll buy far more than hope could dream.
Sell bonds, sell homes, insure his life. The rose
No longer needs a thorn. The key supreme
Is Love.” He’s thinking bigger than he knows.
Behold, in this eternal war is done.
The Christ is wed to Mammon: those twain made one.