
I am one.
Who drinks his coffee.
Not chasing after the world.
But gazing at all
the beauty around me.
And when the breeze has settled.
There is always my love.
Freely drifting, until I want no more.
I am one.
Who drinks his coffee.
Not chasing after the world.
But gazing at all
the beauty around me.
And when the breeze has settled.
There is always my love.
Freely drifting, until I want no more.