Coffee, Art And A Restless Soul Poem by Flavia Karina Ernst

You drank too much coffee

And now your hands are shaking

And your whole body is aching.

A restless soul: fighting, breaking,

In the morning's soft light

And air's winter smell.

Oh, but it's cold

And you wish you were told

How to survive with a sensitive heart,

A strong mind and loneliness.

Yet, I guess you knew all along:

It's art

art

only art.

× dedicated to the restless souls that love coffee, art & poetry