Sunday, March 8, 2009

God Is In The French Roast

He is in my coffee
this morning
which makes me wonder
why people go to church
when they could just
stay home
admiring the frame
of an old iron bed
no room full of people
who I would not invite
to dinner
Why break bread
with disappointment
when God is right here
in the French roast

1 comment:

  1. Ah, I resonate with this so much, Patty. I think French roast is just as spiritual as maple trees or the ocean or church or your very own beating heart. Lovely, lovely poem.