A delightful Saturday morning

Golden light upon the floor
Silence opens up the door

Steam rises over the cup
Waking as the world wakes up
Butter melts into toasted bread
Quiet thoughts inside my head

No alarms to break the spell
Only peace begins to swell

Saturday is slow and sweet
Simple joy makes days complete
Honey glows in amber rivers
Floating through these waking dreams

Berries resting on the plate
Time itself decides to wait
Crumbs of comfort softly fall
I answer the morning call

Shadows fade into the day
Worries gently drift away

Saturday is kind and bright
Bathed in soft and honeyed light
Every bite a whispered song
Right here is where I belong

In this space the soul can breathe
All the beauty I perceive
Nothing rushed and nothing more
Peace upon a quiet shore

Saturday remains so calm
Moments that will endure so long
Taste the stillness, taste the grace
Smiling at this sacred space

Morning stays a little while
It greets me with a gentle smile

24.10.2026