Under the warm glare
of a single hanging bulb,
a young man works
steady, quiet, intent.
His cap pulled low,
his eyes fixed on the scoop,
he lifts steam and grain
from a wide, waiting pan,
as if serving more
than just food.
Behind him, voices blur,
shapes soften into shadows,
but he stays sharp
a still point
in the hum of a market day.
In the simple act
of filling a plate,
there is rhythm,
there is care,
there is the small poetry
of hands doing their work
with gentle precision.
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