Sunday Morning

coffee

Sunday

Seemingly a day where life is always felt more

Clarified feelings while sitting in a deeply felt rest and warmth

Fragrances of morning routine and peaceful wake quietly stored

Perhaps heightened by tradition, this is the day I was taught to worship all that is special and extend love to whom my heart adores

On Sunday I gently know

As if upon waking I am wrapped in a warm blanket for my soul

A simple wish to share morning coffee and hold sacred that to which I feel for you

This Sunday morning

I am reminded of my quiet truth

~Alisa Hutton