CulterPaulus

I feel the smell of coffee cups
filling the air of my home.
It's early in the morning
and need a reason for my soul.

As I can see people walking in the street,
making plans, building life...
Having dreams to follow every time
when times get longer... but not enough.

They can't see the road.
I think they can't share a vision.
Even when I try to explain reasons
I find my words get lost.

And there are children too.
They seem happy since they play with rain.
A game of life, I think, A game to lose,
times that are wild for all of us.

So I stay inside my walls today.
I keep my feelings warm by my side.
Coffee smells great this morning,
and it gave me spirit to translate the world today.

Culterpaulus, 8/3/2008