The Perfect Bowl Of Soup...

The Perfect Bowl Of Soup...

If I could take what's in your eyes,
Boil it down in a huge steaming pot,
Stir in what's in your heart,
Maybe a fresh onion,
Carrots and tears and smiles,
Celery and pain,
The scent of helpless joy,
And the taste of home,
Just a hint of future possibilities,
Ancient ways and traditions,
Youthful exuberance and chopped carrots,
Five drops of a dream come true...

The scent roiling up from the pot would leave me speechless,
The perfect bowl of soup.

AquarianM

By: Daniel A. Stafford
© 06/08/2009

Author's note:
I watched Ramen Girl tonight. Poets will get it easily.