Making Soup

It’s there, tucked in there somewhere.
A person staring blankly
At a blank is a person

Wanting to see what they want
Emerge from what they’re watching,
As if something from nothing,

The engine of all wishing,
The magic part of magic,
To get something from nothing,

To witness true creation,
To stare at the smooth forehead
Of the world and see gods born,

And every blankness observed
Is the stone in the water.