I sit in a stupor on my couch
And wrap my hands around a cup of coffee
As stupor wraps my soul.
Would that I could change this dullness
Into the quiet of meditation.
I can’t conjure up mystery
But I can find my way to gratefulness.
And I slowly turn my heart to find that light.
It’s a start
[photo by Danila Matveev per cc 2.0]