A Different Holding Pattern

"If I am to hold the world in my heart,

let me hold it the way leaves hold sunshine,

trapping the energy not for the sake of holding it,

but to transform it into nourishment."

Let the bitters do their part,

providing contrast and tension,

But let the light lead the parade,

its spice provide the scintillating taste,

the deep, dark sustenance.

And, the sugar, 

be generous with the sugar,

throw in another handful,

there's always room for sweetness.

Fold it gently into the batter,

let the fragrance fill the landscape,

inviting all the neighbors.

Bake at infinite degrees,

distribute lavishly.

Gather the leftovers

and repeat.

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