The cookBook poem
The creator always seems to have a smile on his face.
He truly enjoys what he is doing.
He tenderly gives life to the funniest creations.
He comes up with the most unusual mixes, spices and flavors.
I am sure that he never had a cookbook,
Or he must have lost it long ago.
Sometimes life is a piece of cake,
Sometimes it is not an easy cup of tea.
He goes on creating wounds, scars and great confusions,
And he is giving us his recipes as well
To cure, to heal and to resolve.
Do you understand what this is all about?
His imprints are everywhere.
If we are open, we are touched by great beauty and love.
Maybe that’s the one thing that makes life
So glorious, so mysterious and so perfect.
And, by the way,
Have you seen his cookbook anywhere?
He is smiling.