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.
Copyright © Megan Ryan | Year Posted 2024
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