Clinking of porcelain
Rolling water boils
Preparations are made
The jar seal breaks
A measure is taken
Given in plenty
The hunger deepens
Salivating patiently
Water is poured
The level rises
A blessed sight
Bringer of life
The most welcome aroma
Hanging in the air
A stirring begins
Words by Sara Eitzen.
Image by Abbey Matson.
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