Ode to the Sweet, and the Fat

I can’t believe what springs from
These simple raw materials.
The beauty, the new shape and form,
Forged in the heat,
Emerging from the fire a fresh, foreign incarnation.
Such simple pieces that
Come together perfectly.
A thousand grains, tiny, shining crystals each.
Enveloped in the
Rich, soft, creamy smoothness.
Shades of white, yellow, brown
Seemingly opposed to each
Other at the outset, but
Through power and perseverance
Mixing, congealing into this new magic.
Heat of creation interweaving
Molecules into new patterns.
These new forms, delicious
And tantalizing.
The sweet, the fat melded through mixing,
Forged in the fire and out as hot
Homemade chocolate chip cookies.

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