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Cinnamon

The fragrant cinnamon 
sprinkled on my oatmeal
Fills my nostrils
Signaling the start of my day.

I break the fast
And gratefully accept
The flavors of blueberry, apple, and walnuts.

It is but a few minutes
Of quiet nourishment.
And I try not to get lost in thought
Of have-to’s and time constraints.

Each morning is like this.
A brief moment to savor
Before the mad rush of
Getting the kids ready for school
And my morning commute to work.

All is still 
Just in this moment.
The floating fragrant cinnamon oatmeal
Fulfills and fuels me.
For I know not what today brings.
But for now,
Just in this moment,
I am nourished and whole.

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