A Cup of Tea

My hand-painted Nyon porcelain tea-for-one set, given to me by my dear friend Anne-Marie

When the world is all at odds

And the mind is all at sea

Then cease the useless tedium

And brew a cup of tea.

There is magic in its fragrance,

There is solace in its taste;

And the laden moments vanish

Somehow into space.

And the world becomes a lovely thing

There’s beauty as you’ll see;

All because you briefly stopped

To brew a cup of tea.

Traditional rhyme

Just taking a little break from all the moving frenzy, and thought I would share it with you…

THÉology