Four in the morning soup

There is music in my mind

Songs of others

I try to remember what I dreamt last night

Because I solved our greatest problems

Vanquished anger and doubt

Swam Einstein’s trail untethered

Saw it all so clearly

A minor alteration was all that was needed

Saying yes

Consistently

Saying yes

In the face of anger and loss

Mine ours

Yes, that’s it

Now I remember

I woke to the music

And then I made some soup

To keep at bay the cold that arrived last week

Slipped up on us it did

Right behind the sunshine it was waiting

My beans were soaked and ready

Four in the morning soup

Before the rest of the town is up my soup is cooking

For the coming nights

When my family comes back to me

Cold and hungry

Yes I’ll be ready

Yes I’ll fill them up