I marvel at the sweet
Fermented spirit of wine,
The pearly orchard-breath
Of fine chardonnay

And the soul of blushing
Rose petals that tickle
Your nose

The robust pulse of
Espresso brewing,
A life-giving nectar
On Monday mornings

And the beautiful, lush
Salt-soaked soul of islands,
Filled with melodies and joy

The paper souls of books:
Quiet vessels
That take you on a journey
On the deep, mystical
Waters of catharsis

I admire the spirit of
Beautiful ideas
Sprouting from a
Life changing vision

Only human souls
Are left hollow sometimes