Fragrance of coffee—

long before I wake—

wanders through the corners

of my dreaming world.

It has traveled far,

across fields,

through rooms,

along hidden ways,

to arrive and rest

within my five waiting senses.

Then—

as minutes slip by,

it lifts me,

dancing,

floating,

into a sacred space

only I can feel—

a sixth sense stirred.

And for all the day ahead,

its warmth lingers

like a quiet blessing.

Yes,

I could have

a happy day.

by TaeHun Yoon, 2022