In the embrace of morning coffeeâs steam,
A dance of dreams in each swirling cream,
Morning whispers through the gentle brew,
Awakening souls with every hue.
The warmth of dawn in a porcelain cup,
Sips of solace as the world wakes up,
Aromas weaving tales of distant lands,
Comfort found within familiar hands.
Each drop a lullaby to weary minds,
Unfolds a calm that only morning finds,
In coffeeâs warmth, the day begins anew,
A canvas blank, refreshed by morning dew.
Through life’s turmoil and endless fray,
Coffee’s presence lights the way,
In every sip, a moment to pause,
To find in stillness, life’s hidden cause.