silence…
steam rising from tea
condenses on windows
and warms the air
pale light floods
patterns on tile
and over bare feet
the dog’s snoring
curled in the corner
not yet aware of
breakfast on the table
soon to nuzzle up
and whine with
prettiest eyes
soft minimalist folk
fills the room, a
rising tranquility
falling to silence
as sugar crystals
begin our day
