Cooking Poem by Hans Raj Sharma

Food is cooked
The best-
With heart and soul
As its fuel.
Is there anyone else...?
I would like to cook
A meal for
Except, me myself
My comfort-food.

Yes, I myself
Feel and think
The most important
Guest to be
Pleased, not teased.
To be a good cook
For me and my family
Growing up, a good crop
Maintaining, old trees
For their shadow
To sit under, in peace.

Blinking it on
I'm inking myself
But, with care-
Truly cooking
For divine health
To be a divine life.

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Ludhiana, Punjab, India.