Just One Cup

One small cup of epiphanies, please
to take from the morning table
and meter out on endless days
little nips of wonder to push the boredom back
a spice for the wine of those cardboard hours
to take me from the cold hot sun of day
into dappled, softened, shadows
where wonder melds with insight
and ghosts of ancient lovers
wander about in new clothing
exploring cosmological minutiae
and the curious behavior of cats
giving me time to breathe afresh
and dream
and remember
that I am yet alive
just one small cup per day
is that so much to ask

Marv Himmel
August 12,  2015 ©

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