Nothing Lost
Shared dreams and shadows of what will never falter
Rise to the heavens on the celestial steam from
A morning cup of sunshine
We hope and believe and choose to see
Through rose colored glasses as we nibble from
The same sweet pastry
Our matching lattes keep us company as
Time slips by and the world goes on before us
Around us, in spite of us
The morning is past and the sun flies high
Though we are shaded by the immovable
Unchanging tide of being
Though morning wanes, the day must wait
While yet one drop, one smile remains to feed
This fervent vision
Steam will abate and our cups may grow lighter but
There is nothing lost, nothing that a little more time and
A few dollars can’t refill.
~Christopher Thor Britt
Contest: Cafe Musings
1/27/2014
Copyright © Christopher Thor Britt | Year Posted 2014
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