You provide solace and stillness, while my mind settles into calm.
Uniquely my own, and yet, ours just the same. I sit and think -
Learn to be comfortable in the "almost there", rather than "not there yet."
Standing tall in height, and finding comfort in heart.
Grace and growth hold hands while I ponder the messy and unfinished,
Ocean breeze creeps in as I crack the front door for the first-morning air.
My place of independence and thought, filled with muted tones of beige.
Oat milk and caramel coffee fill the room as the light transfers up the wall, signaling morning.
A work of art and gratitude. My special little, coffee corner.
About the Creator
Add your insights
Love my coffee too -- just black -- especially on Sunday morning while I lounge in bed a little later than usual. Solace. Not all who wander are lost! Some are just looking for coffee.