02/03/2024
In the quiet dawn, the kettle sings, A symphony of warmth on eager wings. Tea leaves unfurl, their secrets unbind, Infusing the water, heart and mind.
From Darjeeling’s slopes to China’s embrace, Each leaf tells a tale of time and space. Earthy oolongs, brisk Assams, delicate greens, In every cup, a universe unseen.
Brewed amber whispers, a fragrant dance, Notes of jasmine, bergamot, and chance. Sipped slowly, we find solace and grace, In the simple act of sharing this sacred place.
So pour, my friend, and let worries unfurl, For tea is a balm for the weary soul. In leaves and liquid, stories are spun, And in every sip, a new day begun.
