One Nostalgic Moment

I love early mornings
they are silent
free from mind rumblings
no mortal soul whispers a word
early mornings are like cake and wine
they are delicious and divine.

sip the hot coffee
the aroma
kick starting
your slumber's blues
hotness of the mug
hugs and glides down slowly

sweet sugar
oh creativity's best
whipping up
taste buds-unquinched

dawns-molten,
swollen
with mellowed silences

soft vibrations,
sheer presence
of nature's grace
like flavour essences
the air magical with effervescence.

early dawn
life forms sleep
twinkling stars speak
intelligence
in inter stellars leaks,
me simply molten and meek.