Morning Coffee

I love coffee. 

I cannot go a day without my morning cup of yum yum.

I love my coffee all milk and no water, with just the right proportions of coffee powder and sugar to fill my soul with supreme bliss.

Just the right proportions only my grandma seems to know.

I wake up to a tug on my shoulder and a call of my name. Looking up, I see grandma, my special coffee mug ready in hand.

The room is still dark and the peaceful music from the neighboring temple plays softly into the room.

I rise, still covered in my kingdom of blankets and pillows.

I accept the cup and curl my hands around it and feel the warmth. 

I take a sip.

With the first wave of coffee, I close my eyes and the world around me fades. There is a pause as gravity fails around me and I float. Then I settle down again on a soft grass meadow.

It’s dimly but comfortably lit. Nobody else exists here. There is solitude and serenity all around. 

Galaxies swirl and embrace each other above me and a couple of shooting stars fly along the distant horizon.

The second wave gushes into me. I see liquid plasma of translucent golden light float around me. They have no source. They have always been here. And they comfort me.

The third wave of coffee milk follows, and I see a lantern above me. It’s golden aura softly blesses the land and bounces gently off the corners of some far off ground.

The fourth wave brings with it a gentle blanket of warmth that envelops me benevolently, promising me love and refuge.

The fifth wave engulfs me with peace. The mug’s benevolent contents transfer their energy to me. And bring me to a state of calm.

The sixth wave gently caresses my soul and whispers bliss into my longing ears. I feel an ethereal happiness surge from the mug into my soul.

And finally, the seventh wave pours into me, immeasurable contentment. I need no more. I am grateful.

I open my eyes and see grandma standing there, an arm held out for the cup. I am in a state of supreme peace and gratitude. 

“Thank you”, I mumble.

Then, I gently sink into my pillows, relishing memories of bliss and locking them in my heart forever.