Morning Coffee


The warmth spreads,

Fingers curling around the chilled porcelain

Sliding upward and upward

Until the edge is reached.

A dance begins as fingers touch air,

Filmy white floating on,

Carrying with it the scent

Of comfort,

Of content,

Of well-being.

Reaching from the air,

It blankets your soul with love.

A breath,

A sigh,

A welcome,

A pause before the dawn breaks.

Contemplation for the day ahead,

Gratitude for the day behind.

A chance to sip,

To breath,

To be.



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