Sujāṭa

When you stirred

And waited
For the rice to soak in sweetness
Did you know?


Still when the cardamom
And cloves 
Wafted out in invisible smoke
Did you realize yet?


That an entire Kalpa had held its breath

And watched                         and waited

While your fistful of rice

Cooked and swelled in your hearth

That

Your cardamom and cloves

Still waft today

And the words

From the Mouth you fed

Are whispered even today...