The steam of the coffee

(Sunday Poetry Corner) Sipping a coffee slowly, relaxed, letting our thoughts soar freely… is a practice we should do more often. As a poet, that moment feels magical, and the wisps of steam rising through the air speak to us in that language that needs no words, only a receptive mind willing to “feel” and listen…
 
THE STEAM OF THE COFFEE
 
The steam of the coffee traces
with its strokes through the air
those poems
that you or I will be able
to capture on paper,
leaving them as immutable
witnesses
of a feeling
that rises above
time.
 
I take the pencil and paper
like the painter
who sketches freehand,
fingers loose,
letting the heart
express
the thoughts.
 
The thermos and your cup
of coffee
release their aroma into the air
beside the keyboard
of your PC.
You look to the sky,
and after a pause,
you, too, begin
to write.
 
Two distant poets
meet now.
The coffee has awakened
the desire to convey
the intangible mysteries
that float through space,
unformed feelings
that the aroma of a coffee
has come
to stir awake.
 

A chance encounter will take him far away, on a thrilling adventure full of action and emotion that will change his life... but also the lives of everyone around him…
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