warmth settles after the meal,
traveling slowly,
deeper than taste,
beyond hunger.

she pauses on the veranda,
hand resting gently,
as the body begins
its quiet work.

birds call in the garden,
steam fades from the bowl,
and life continues
without needing attention.

“腸” speaks of passage —
where what we receive
is transformed,
and carried forward.

watercolor captures
the unseen labor within,
where patience becomes strength,
and nourishment becomes life.

perhaps living well
is not only choosing what we eat,
but trusting the body
to carry it onward.