Come this cold winter’s bend
Uncle gets the first laugh
at year’s end
Enjoying the view
As the ten-ton steam train
Named Reality
Hurdles straight into
January resolutions
Sending financial plans spiraling
down to the penny-scrambled ground
Waiting for pittance paid Piper
Cradled in April
Commoditizing the human soul
To itemize each aching woe
on the tear-measured days
of the taxation craze
(Turn on music at the bottom for the full experience) Harpoon me through the heart In this river of sadness Pull me a million directions And I’ll know it as if it were my own Oh, tragic beauty of feeling for another This torture of empathy, a burden I won’t put down For I knowContinue reading “Empath”
When I behold you, I see the sun
You’re like the rays beating down on lapping water
Warming the surface and streaming through to caress the coldest depths of my sorrow
It may never be down here what it could up there, trapped within the forboding depths of my mind
But because I know you, I know warmth all the same…
Coffee that binds us, wakes us, comforts us. Globetrotting into our mouths and our minds during our morning routines, blissfully following us on the commute. Coff is the trusty sidekick to a super day and a much-needed boost of serotonin in the morning.
From farm to cup, there is beauty in as many flavors as people, adapting to the drinker no matter the culinary weapon of choice. If not coffee, then tea. If not now, then later. On the go or resting in place.
It can be magical if you let it. Turn down the dial, slow the pace, and just breathe in the moment. Look around and just be. A cup is your chance for a dose of mindfulness and opportunity to absorb the world around you.