I learn from coffee!

There's something strange
About a cup of hot coffee
It has taught me how
Sinfully beautiful it is
To be bitter and sweet
Together.

Everytime I add
A sachet of brown sugar
And a cube of white sugar
I realise how important
It is to adapt to a change
Not for perfection,
But for learning
The importance of
Losing self
And being free
Of the burden
Of identity.

As I stir
My creamy latte
To mix sugar
At my own pace
Sometimes, slowly
And
Sometimes, rigorously,
I realise the importance
Of being zero
And the relevance of
Being in motion
Without moving from
Your location or place.

How I wish
I was like coffee,
Selfless, sinful and beautiful
All together.