Sour Soup

The sauerkraut did it!! Added that twinge of flavor To the ham bone and its remnants Collided with the Kielbasa Soothed the pre-softened Veggies of unknown origin. It simmered – long and aromatically Accomplishing acceptance Easing the assimilation Of a distant garden’s Forgotten fields Into a unified feast. Thus, we sated ourselves On its blended mysteries Marveled at the soup’s ability To change, yet stay the same, Invite each shade of newness To infiltrate its wholeness. It was called “Ma’s Sour Soup” And it was the sweetest bowl Of tender care we ever ate.