Bleary-eyed,
I wander to the kitchen
Where the brew awaits-
Hot, comforting,
Full of potential-
Like a future unnamed.
I separate a portion
Into my favorite mug
And pour in the creamer,
wondering at the tiny universe
Now swirling in my hands,
Before taking a sip
And pulling the energy of that universe
Into myself-
letting the warmth
Prepare me
For another day.