A simple recipe
Holds such complexity,
Memories written down on dilapidated paper,
The composition of a long-ago creator.
A measure of timeless creation,
Along with a sprinkle of love, a splash of application.
Passed down through the generations,
The complexity of flavors is well shared.
With each thought and each helping hand,
An over-told story unfolds,
Stories of the past,
But will forever last.
A dish it is,
A dish it brings,
A savory bite with every meaningful taste.
The trace of this ancient tale,
This story is divulged through one, simple meal,
The past is retraced,
Found,
Brought sound.
A simple dish,
Holding such complexity,
The memories were written down,
And will forever stay,
For all of eternity.
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As Time Slows Around Us [Poetry]
PoetryAs complicated as time itself, like the silent conversations with the moon and sun, lie the complexity of the screaming but silent thoughts of the stars. "All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream." ...
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