Sipping Coffee
Alerting me to the awareness of the Almighty
Is this soul-soothing taste merely the essence of caffeine?
The coffeeness, as the divineness, has concocted tightly.
Leads my unconscious conscience from the seen to the unseen.
Though taste buds are within me, a scent from far I savour
Towards the unknown, like smokes of frankincense, moods arise.
An ambrosial blend of human-divine is its flavour.
It brings the soft sweetness of self-surrender as a prize.
Every food and drink mingles with the psyche and physique.
Atma-Brahma fusion is the soul of all our actions.
No deed is great or small, as each deed leads me to the peak.
Of heaven-experience, though they're filled with abstractions
Be in concord within, hence I say, as you sip each drop.
Its flavour should last long, like the resonance of a harp.
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