the angel of favorite coffee mugs

Angel

Just as night walks across the meadow
leaving for another sunrise,
and the stars blink and wink,
shuttering their windows,
the coffee makers light springs on
and the aroma of hazelnut fills the house,
warm as the bed where you had lain just moments before.
Small gestures-
dark and light,
coffee and cream,
warmth and comfort.
All these things, small epiphanies made manifest,
illuminating the morning hour.

the angel of favorite coffee mugs

Angel

just as night walks across the meadow
leaving for another sunrise,
and the stars blink and wink,
shuttering their windows
the coffee makers light springs on
and the aroma of hazelnut fills the house,
warm as the bed where you had lain just moments before
small gestures
dark and light
coffee and cream
warmth and comfort
all these things, small epiphanies made manifest
illuminating the morning hour

*** Twelve Days of Angels, Day Five