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
nothing compares
ReplyDeleteto a warm welcome
at the end of the journey
a pleasure beyond words
nothing compares to it
Golden Lotus of God's Love..it is so amazing that we hear words and how we respond so comfortably to them...enjoy my Love(+)
ReplyDeletesoulbro*:)xo