Bowlfull

Bowl is a magic dish
Muddy earth fire-transformed
to hold uncounted beans
Or a soup of sunbeams
Barley pearled mushroomed
Bowl is the cupped hands
Hold the nourishment of love
Cradle life and noodles within
The gentle tinks of spoon-clinks
slurps and yums, the bowlbell
Sounds pure and trew.

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