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Coffee


 

They were once an innocent green,

like seeds of other plants

small in size but big enough

to contain the wholeness of nature

tropical sunshine

fragrant soil

high-land breezes  

but as the chosen ones

they are picked, washed, roasted

reborn in the human civilization

in the hands of coffee makers

they complete a magic transformation 

by bringing the chaotic unconscious of nature

into the human world ----

bright acidity

sun-dried aromas  

fruit flavors  

undertones of wine

as if the infinite wholeness of nature

falls into our coffee cups

trapped in the wondrous dark liquid

pressed into the narrowness 

of human consciousness  

and  explodes in us

an elixir almost

too strong for human bodies

unleashing a flood of energy that

tells us that…

 we are more than we know....

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