Serenity in a Cup

The whistling kettle calls to me. Telling me it's time for tea I grab my Tinkerbell mug off the shelf As I try to decide what to have for myself What flavor of brew should I steep into my cup? Lemony and citrusy? Minty and refreshing? Earthy and nutty? Fruity and floral? Settling with vanilla spice, A steamy waterfall A hint of honey To sweeten the pot The sweet aroma rose up Smelling sugary and sweet. Cupping the potion Raising it to my lips Taking small sips I felt the warmth Course through my veins. Washing away the stress Replacing it with bliss Like my mind is at a spa Bathing in a hot spring. For a moment, time froze. The world stands still. Embracing the peace Brought by a cup of tea.