River of Soup

Days like today,I want to hide somewhere and make soup in a cup.

photo courtesy of Kwizera

Then the soup fills and grows into a pot,
the pot spills onto a standby basin, the basin overflows and floods the house, breaks the door and starts finding its way to the river and onward to the ocean, then a generation meets and drinks soup as it flows to the sea, and acknowledges the depth inherent in small acts of kindness.


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