Solitude and Coffee

After a night of rain,
the scent of morning
goes straight

to my heart,
perfumes the quality
of this sweet 

aloneness
as I wake up slowly
to birdsong.

In moving shafts
of dusted sunlight,
I sip solitude

and coffee
to replenish
this deep well 

of love,
so vital,
so pure,

like the fresh snow
high on the quiet
mountains,

as the world
turns our bodies
toward the sun.

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