I see an array of warm colors. The steam flying from the pot like a train whistling down the tracks. A plethora of reds and yellows and oranges swirl around before my eyes. Forming this dish was a challenge but also an exciting event. Feeling the soft red bombs burst between my fingertips and allowing for an array of flavor to splatter the bowl. In another moment I feel tears cascade down my cheek...

Lips part to form words,

Words run to form sentences,

Sentences that are inaudible,

Inaudible to the ears who listen,

Listen with your soul sweet seer,

Seer, I see you,

You can see me too I wish you could hear,

Hear the words I speak,

Speak with all of my being,

Being that I am here to guide,

Guide the blind eye,

I must expand my volume,

Volume to be heard through the universal static,

Static that...