Wednesday, April 14

A Kitchen Can be a Chapel


A child breathes in and out in the pattern of sleep,



The smell of soap lingers in the kitchen air



Dishes lay drying on the counter



and a cat purrs in the window.



A mother exhales, silently praying



gratitude, for this cup of caffeine bliss.



Thankful for the temporary peace



fragile, and fleeting and reverant.




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