The Magic of Tea
A Humble Cup of Tea When life feels tangled, loud and strange, And thoughts refuse to settle down, Pause for a while, let your worries change, And let a cup of tea come round. There’s comfort rising with its steam, A soft fragrance, and warmth so true; Tea gives the weary mind a dream, And makes the blues seem somehow new. Tea asks for nothing, only your time, A quiet chair, a breath, a pause; Yet somehow turns the ordinary sublime, And gives the restless heart a pause. Tea brings old friends to linger near, Draws strangers gently into talk; A cup can make the silence disappear, And make two hesitant hearts unlock. Tea keeps us company when alone, Through rainy afternoons and lonely nights; In every sip, is a little home, A small warm island of delights. Tea wakes the morning, greets the day, And gathers thoughts before they flee; It tells our hurried selves to stay, And simply be, for one bri...