Coffee steam circles upward, hazelnut fills the air,
Our tent is quiet now.
Warming heavy cable sweaters,we
Serenely, breath in the birth of morning.
Misty fog, a dewy blanket,
Luscious green foliage, draping mountains steep.
Fulfilling silence everywhere.
You are safe
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Can you feel the hand that is holding you,
close your eyes, feel your breath, feel the light
that’s within you, yes, within.
When the gentle gian...
1 year ago
This sounds like heaven!
ReplyDeleteThat makes me want coffee! And I don't drink coffee, LOL. :D
ReplyDeleteThanks for a great piece!
Very nice poem Suz!
ReplyDeleteyou make camping sound so desireable...
ReplyDeletenow is that Jamaican blue the coffee brand? :)
ReplyDeletei really like my morning coffee...