Sipping Coffee
I am the coffee cup,
holding the coffee which is God.
He fills me with sweetness and warmth,
so others can enjoy my aroma.
I sip from the knowledge of God,
to taste His beauty.
I breathe in the freshly brewed coffee,
knowing His presence is here.
“God within me is the enjoyer of the aroma
As also this dopamine boosting flavour I taste
I surrender all pleasures to the dweller of my heart
Breath by breath thus that my soul presence be chaste”
Copyright © Paula Goldsmith | Year Posted 2024
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