1000 words

a rhyming piece that i wrote to my friend Renata two years ago on this day, inspired by the prompt "Picture Frame"

Frame.
(From/for friendship.)

Frame one. An art is born.
What is it? What's it for?
What's its heart? What's its core?
Is it comedy? Is it poetry? Is it music? What's in store?
Is it a game? What's the score?
Well, to start, for sure: a name.

In the beginning, was there nothing?
Was there a beginning, or was there always something?
"Let there be light" starts wit…