Down Deep

Look at the colours in the sun.  So bright and delicious.  This is what I want.  Even the whiteness of the bowl speaks of purity.  Surely this is home.

So elegant.  So festive.  So sweet.

Consider as well the vessel of yogurt and granola.  This one is made of glass and allows us to peer inside … a bit.  It holds vanilla and flakes and berries.  It too has its beauty.  It has its place in the centre of things.

Which one will enter my mouth?

Which one will I roll on my tongue?


I choose the second

I choose the unknown beauty that takes time to be revealed

I choose the diving in, the swimming around

The treasure at the bottom of the ocean


There is a wideness and a fullness that calls me

I know not why

I must obey

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