Nachiketas

Nachiketas

This seed shows its self
as neither large nor small,

its scent, lighter than fumes
     yet heavier than must,

               its flavor, none.
This kernel grows as a glow

     that sparks then beams,

     swells inside the throat.

It simmers as gruel, soon

becomes bright as lightning.

     It sits within this soup
     and within     answers. 

[mythopoeia]