We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
"We jump and joy and do cartwheels, expressing all we are. "The wondrous things we meet in meals are ecstasies by far." "A piece of boar in a sizzling pan enraptures all our souls. "Some cackled shells by chef's great plan bring the joy of feast so whole." "The tubers of the loamy sod affect us in great ways. "They're baked and dressed for king or God or fried, in bowls displayed." "'To speak is human, to moo bovine' is a phrase not of good (the word we can't use.)' "Yet utter joy is the fluid fine as a serial bliss we can't refuse." "We pan the land from yeast to west in search of dough and crust. "We slather the slice with marginal best and share with those we trust." "From cherries so red we gain beans so green. It's roasted end so brown. "Enjoy the cup so loved and preened with pleasure going down." "Again, we sip a boiling cup with leaves of color rare. "The future tannins biff us up as do white, green, and reds with care." "On the wing, we sing of the bird in the spring, 'til munch it's bliss on a plate. "Some gnaw it breaded as their thing, but for me mild and mellow's great!" "We're tossed about in soul and mind to find a healthful bowl, "but spring we fast to leaves so kind, oiled slick to make us whole." "Best Buds we are. Enjoy we do our stationed pleasures blessed. "We make your days of wonder through when some new thing you test." Line Count: 40 by Jay O'Toole on October 14th, 2018 |