Poetry Soup

I've found a Haven, a hidden space to breathe Where emotion permeates into a mistral breeze So lofty are her cumulous clouds of inspired thoughts Leading all who wander in to explore wondrous walks Inside, lend an ear to whispers of notes and chords Plunge into the caldron with the welcoming hordes Now Chant...Bubble...Bubble...Toil...And Trouble Stir, fold, blend, mash, whisk the undefined puddle Then, find the round table where soup feeds solace Let others feed you. Do not forego this key promise Most of all, partake wholeheartedly in the collective conscious Members, all Souls bare, will grace you in satisfying kindness