Start the coffee,
Let the morning brew
As the carafe collects
Every hot drop
Of thought in your mind;
Shape it into a cup
Of comfort
That there is yet another day
To be slurped
While it’s warm.
Taste the ground
From which the tree of its
Beans came;
You decide
How to play the game.
Draw the curtains;
There’s no longer a reason
To hide.
Time moves
In your favor;
This is the hour
To take back the stolen years.
You’ve clocked out the darkness
In your sleep;
Wake up from the dream.
The rays on your window
Say hello,
You’ve stepped out
Of the shadow
And into tomorrow.
Wash your face of the stains
Of tears
And your mouth of the bitter taste
Of loss;
There is sweetness
To be found
In a fresh pot.
Smell the steam of hope,
Let it boil away the failures
Of yesterday;
You will hear
The music of the roaring brew
As it extracts every truth
If you would just
Start the coffee.
Start the Coffee
February 8, 2021
lovely poem <3
Thank you so much!