Fill that cup?
On further consideration of the recipe, Jack noted
No specific step as significant to the success
(Even though all steps had their impact) of dough to bread,
With transformation in general, as the sharing of one's uniqueness.
Really substitutions could be made, except for that kind of love.
Intense mourning filled Jack for the years he had spent
Taking that sharing as the air that was all around: below and above
(True sustenance) for granted. "Fill that cup, luv?" the waitress smiled at his nodded assent.
Enjoying that blessed interruption in an entirely new way
Now officer Jack Oneal felt so very thankful and no longer alone.
Coding of connection was built into each day.
One could choose to feel separate, this was true, but one could atone.
Defeat was nothing more than turning away from hope.
Every day presented an option to renew connection and do more than cope.
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