My phone is dead, like the power in the house so this was written and typed in after the consumption of coffee as opposed to texting while enjoying the cup.
Holiday cheer wrapped in the colors of black and brown and white capping the wave of heat swirling in open vessels to create nirvana.
Sweet heat burns brightly around us now the festive sights and sounds and smells - the senses filling never overload with pleasures.
Gathering like penguins trying to stay warm? What did the Jajaweed do in Darfur? What HOPE is brought? A laptop for every child? Empty Bowls? How do we fill them, with what? Canstruction to inspire? Give to give selflessly.
The awareness of self is not forthcoming so impossible to be of the other?