:: comforted & sustained ::


“ There is a coherence in things, a stability;

something, she meant, is immune from change, and shines out

(she glanced at the window with its ripple of reflected lights)

in the face of the flowing, the fleeting, the spectral, like a ruby;

so that again to-night she had the feeling she had had once to-day already,

of peace, of rest.

Of such moments, she thought,

the thing is made that remains for ever after. “

{Virginia Woolf}


light caressing

steam rising

slowly sipping

quietly savoring

in the face of the flowing

the fleeting

the spectral

this morning

ritual remains

nourished

comforted

and sustained

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