A clumsy, straggly plant with too-heavy leaves,
Sour and bitter,
hiding in the corner of the garden.
A woman's hand.
Gently plucking the stems.
Steeping them in pure white sugar
for a day and a night.
Bubbles in a gleaming silver pot.
A treasure trove of coral-pink sweetness.
An explosion of sweet/tart/spicy flavor
on her tongue.
She holds up a spoonful to the sunlight:
shimmering, sparkling, shining