The first sip of coffee
Psalm 28:7
7 The Lord strengthens and protects me;
I trust in him with all my heart.
I am rescued and my heart is full of joy;
I will sing to him in gratitude.
The first sip of coffee ... just a little bitter
Wow! I enjoy it ... it makes it all worth while
Life appears now different ... worthwhile the living
All things somehow fall in place ... like a simple smile
Thinking about the cup in loneliness ... the one that never left me
The thought I am sharing now with friends of the past
It seems somehow that coffee brings people closer
But these memories somehow will be fading fast
Soon duty will call life’s expectations
With determination it will force its way on me
Choices then will disappear as in a simple motion
Obligations and commitments will be my creed
Are others depending on me or just myself?
To live up to my duties seem self-chosen
Day to day then appear in a circular motion
As good habits and the bad in time seem frozen
Yes breath is here and the rhythm of thought
And a heartbeat that is seldom noticed
How much we take for granted as we move thro the day
It seems that important things are mostly out of focus
Yes somewhere in the future a price we’ll have to pay
Jan Wienen