Cup of Coffee

I am a cup of coffee in the morning

with a milky way swirl

galaxies colliding together

in the stillness of the morning

the Earth holds its breath

my atoms awaken

the stardust in my skin vibrates

we revolve around the sun

peeking out from the mountains

a quiet blanket laid on the land

I breathe in

and drink my coffee.

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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