A cup is meant to be both filled and emptied.
I begin each day with an empty cup.
I fill it with coffee, freshly brewed,
add a dash of cinnamon and some cream,
then take it to my favorite chair.
As I slowly sip, I savor the heat,
the taste, the satisfying smell.
This time of slow absorption
reminds me, like the cup,
I am a vessel meant to be filled,
meant to be emptied.