is not merely
for the last crumb
with the gentle sweep of a feather
but knowing that
the manna from heaven
you’ve carried with you
is actually a bread loaf from down deep
made in the fires of an unchosen past
that has left you lonely and starved.
when we choose to glimpse the path to our affliction
we not only face it but face ourselves
and the false fullness and mindlessness begin to fade
as a new way of being fed becomes possible: mind, body, and spirit.