The cinnamon is that bit of spice that can be subtle or not, just as life. The raisins tucked within are the tiny surprises that crop up as one goes on.The spiral is how one tiny little event can reach out and touch millions. The glaze… well, all life needs a little sweet here and there.
She pulls the tray of pastries out of the oven, settling them on the cooling rack so she can brush the glaze on. She won't convince either Morpheus or his crew to share them when they come, but Morpheus will see the analogy.