Last night my heart ached for a raiment of colour.

A new colour, a strong feeling.

Vivid and breath taking,

Yearning for beauty as yet unbeheld.

I tried to hold onto

The colour, the feeling,

But faded out slowly

Into sleepy unclarity

Until I could murmur only

"...a t-shirt deep blue..."

So I decide to face the day one minute at a time

Trying to hold onto the soul silence that night sleep left behind

The cream left no cloud in my coffee

Except for a thin swirl of gloss on the surface

That only reveals itself when I lean closer

To let the light reflect on it just so,

when I am ready.

I will sit at the table alone

In this empty house

And read my book while I sip my coffee

Later I will think about brushing my teeth

Let the border drop there

This is the minute I am in now