Sweet Wonder

I am grateful for a lemon knowing 

its bitter-bright fresh worth and 

knowing too how to catch the eye

of cinnamon’s ‘hello there.’

I am grateful for the way

that chemistry welcomes -ish

(up to a point—as science is

science and has reason keeping watch);

for the resistance of dough that welcomes

my concentration and mood and 

hands and folding until it is ready

and sighs first, followed by me.

I am grateful for ten minutes

at four-hundred-twenty-five degrees

and being able to get the dishes done

while sweet wonder is baking.

Kimberly M. King