First there was light,
The flame burns,
the river flows,
there will be the scent,
of something new.
This poem is about coffee. It tries to take something simple and make it sound more profound.
In the first stanza, there is an empty white coffee mug (First there was light), coffee is poured into it (then darkness), and all the coffee is drunk, leaving the mug empty (then emptiness).
In the next stanza, the unseen person in the poem, wanting more coffee, turns on the coffee maker (the flame burns), coffee fills the decanter (the river flows), and soon there will be the smell of coffee (and soon, there will be the scent, of something new).