Sunday, February 14, 2010

The grounds were in the coffee*

The grounds were in the coffee*

Walking miles to seek what is there
On the path I only know that this is where
I traverse on a hill and down to an art school
The air that day was nippy and also cool
No being was there as I kept on the grounds
I heard a voice say "Coffee is on" and I turned around

Dom*Colucci 2010


  1. nothing compares
    to a warm welcome
    at the end of the journey
    a pleasure beyond words
    nothing compares to it

  2. Golden Lotus of God's is so amazing that we hear words and how we respond so comfortably to them...enjoy my Love(+)