Showing posts with label morning. Show all posts
Showing posts with label morning. Show all posts

Monday, September 3, 2007

Morning Ritual

Moments of quiet reflection
holding on to the last sweet dream
inevitably it evaporates
like the steam from the cup

I stir the little cauldron clockwise
tap the rim lightly with a silver spoon
banishing the nights cobwebs
conjuring images of the day

I breathe the steam
enjoying the warmth
on my face and in my hands

First timid sip, rolling across my tongue
the first swallow
a hot, sweet liquid hug


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