Season Your Soul
A bouquet of color yellows and pinks
attracts my nose to sniff
and when no smell assails my nostrils
it seems an affront.
Impostors clothed in royal robes,
interlopers who failed to produce
the necessary credentials
to be classified as a bloom.
So also some food served to us
lovely in presentation,
the blend of color and texture
on the plate brings anticipation
then as we take out first bite
out taste buds meet blah.
We keep chewing waiting for that
burst of flavor that never comes.
So cultivate and season your soul
with word and spirit
so that those you meet along life’s way
do not find you lukewarm and bland.
That they might come to taste
subtle saffron or pungent curry,
the earthy hint of basil or
the fiery bite of serrano,
the purity of young greens undressed
or sweet corn unbuttered.
Unique and flavorable,
not all presentation with no
That they might want to know
your recipe or where you shop.
For they have encountered
something they want more of.
Diantha Zschoche 2/14