Cup of Coffee

At three am
I got up
and had a cup of coffee:
dark chocolate
thick and rich
cane sugar, simply sweet
all of it hot to my lips.

The house creaked with the heating pipes
I spun my prayer wheel again
my mind is clearing along with my lungs

I feel alive in the silence.

I think of beautiful women sound asleep
alone, alone together, or together
working in hospitals
police, rescue workers, bakeries
moms with babies, daycare,exams to take, jobs to find
husbands, good and bad
in the shower
walking dogs,feeding cats
driving down dark foggy roads
in morning darkness

I am in wonder and appreciation
and grateful.