Sunday Morning

Ah! A cup of coffee

 steaming hot

fragrant with cinnamon

warmth seeping through

reaching out

Open, my eyes peer into darkness,

    the sun not yet risen

    on this sabbath morn.

Open, my heart dwells in darkness,

    beating out my life's seconds,

    even as it reaches out to

    welcome the light of compassion.

Open, my hands reach out

    to take the hands of those

    dwelling in my imagination,

    at a far distance, yet as near

    as my thoughts,my breath,

    my beating heart.

May your day be both blessed and beautiful, dear one, wherever you are. May it be filled with both strength and courage, both pathos and compassion. And, above all, may you know, truly know, that you are loved. love, linda