I write to many
those who should
how they formed me
how each particle of jelly powder
mixed with the boiling water of me
how each whisk stirred this mixture
of solid and liquid
until the hurts and hugs
the heart-aches and happiness
dissolved and dispersed
Now who can tell the ingredients from the mixture?
Then the pouring into the mould
the mixture sets, solidifies though shaky
Who was the stirrer? Who chose the mould?
Who did the pouring?
I have been moulded
now I am firm but still trembling
Jelly on a plate