Wake Posted on December 13, 2018December 15, 2018 by wpadmin with the rising sun the smell of coffee clears the cobwebs from my mind – smoldering campfire- I blow on the overnight coals Posted in Beneath, Between, Breath, Broken, Chance, Cold, Darkness, Dawn, Dream, Emotions, Fall, Life, Light, Morning, Peace, Seasons, Sun, Time, Wind and tagged Wake.