Poetry – as I pause

it is the little things

100 beans

counted slowly

ground by hand

press & drip

froth & pour

a little heart

leaf or flower

it is warm

in my hands

as I pause…

the scent wafts

eyes close

corners of my mouth

curl upward

these are the things

that give me joy

in the moment

and hope

for the future. 

J. Belle

Image by Rachel Williams

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