Seasoned

Face faithful to its paralytic marrow,
comatose conscience ignoring nature's
intended tattooed quintessence,
lying dormant in its lethargy until fortune's chef stirs life's pot
and the soul's seasoning flavors circumstances casserole.

It becomes a crimson tale of burgeoning birth
where a heart sleeping in cold acquiesced atrophy
becomes the condiment of inspiration
bringing a fire into another palate
when they rise to add zest to the world's buffet.