#deepsighs
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In the soft early morning light
of a quiet, peaceful kitchen,
some of us
make coffee, or tea,
while air is still cold,
the house,
still devoid of human noise.
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Fingers are slow and gentle
while stirring.
the careful touch of teaspoon
to cup is the only sound heard,
no voices, just the breathing
of a silenced heart...could be,
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A heart filled with hope...or a
broken heart, courageously
trying... to forgive...to forget;
it may be a heart quivering
from unnamed fears...on its own,
in an unidentified darkness.
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Maybe, it's the heart of one
who seeks something meaningful
to say, or write, but, often end up
with mediocre stuff...
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These sleepless hearts are always
up early…savoring quiet air,
avoiding human conversation,
finding a perfect ally in cups of
coffee, or tea that provide warm
tolerance...silent witnesses to
sagging spirits...the first ones to
hear our contented or heavy sighs,
because,
once in a while, life makes us
seek the calm, the peace
emitted by the steam, rising
from a cup of hot coffee, or tea.
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sally b
© Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
March 22, 2023
Apr 20, 2023
Apr 20, 2023 at 9:54 PM UTC