fill a cuppa

dew has rested on soft
ground,
resetting the land
and freshening the air

the birds
chirp into wakefulness
as darkness lingers,
the blankets of night
slowly lift

i find a younger version
of myself this morning
in this body that has lived
longer than its wisdom
lets on.

can we exchange our thoughts
for today’s perceptions?
begin emptying our heads
immediately,

as we fill up a cuppa
?

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