My way of gentlely nudging myself into a new day.
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Tea cup to my lipsEnjoying each sip of warm
possibility
Taste of cinnamon,
deep breath of its aroma
nurturing my soul
Tea ceremony
to get in touch with my core
and beautiful day
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Please join us there.
Mine is english breakfast tea, straight up. So nice to sit and have a quiet cup of tea with you, this morning. Hope your day is beautiful too~xo
ReplyDeleteA lovely tea poem, Gemma...I'm enjoying a nice mug of green tea this morning.
ReplyDeleteHave a great day,
Serena xo
Cinnamon tea sounds good about now. It's been chilly here today.
ReplyDeleteMmm, I can just tast the delicious warmth enter my morning.
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yes, gemma!
cinnamon
DOES nourish ones soul!
simply smelling cinnamon
sends me down the Memory Road
to Goodness...
:-)
{{ i have tried my best
to grow stevia
but
my green Thumb
does not YET
seem to work its growing magic }}
{{ oh my, gemma,
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no*where Land
such is the Magic of the day...
11.11.11
i shall try to remember
it
now... }}
something
something
something
about the power
of the fragrance
of cinnamon
taking me down the Memory Road
to Goodness...
anyHOO,
after all these yummy Tea words
i find my own cup empty
and
must go down to the kitchen
to make more...
i shall hunt for something
with a cinnamon twist
in your honor,
in honor of your Tea Haiku...
perfection!
wait wait wait ...
ReplyDeletethey are BOTH here!
see!
did i not warn U
of the magic of this day!
oh happy 11.11.11
to you, gemma!
Tea ceremony
ReplyDeleterituals to start the day
does nourish ones soul
x..x
thank you for the peace that fills each word shared.
ReplyDeleterituals of haiku, are a flame in my heart when sitting quietly beside you.
Can feel the warmth and the flavor so delicate and exquisite as your Haiku words here!!
ReplyDeleteOOO, I forget the beauty and comfort that goes with tea!!!
ReplyDeleteWhat a delightful morning ritual to get the day started. I usually have tea, but you seem to have thoughtful and memorable tea...a much better idea!
ReplyDeleteLovely Poem about tea. I'm a coffee person myself.
ReplyDeleteMelanie
tea has a way of entering one's heart and never leaving... a wonderful companion to comfort indeed... my mom always put cinnamon sticks in her coffee... and when it began to slow boil...
ReplyDeleteOh yes I come running with just a drop of the hat when the word tea is mentioned and especially in such perfect crockery and good company, soul nurturing, too right!
ReplyDeleteSue x
Love the idea of sipping warm possibility! Beautiful thoughts!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful and peaceful, Gemma. I come into your door discombobulated, and leave serene. xo
ReplyDeleteDelicious! It reminds me of teatime. Which is any time for me. Even at 11 in the night :D So me goin to have some! :)
ReplyDeleteLeo @ I Rhyme Without Reason
yumminess - lovely tea poem - I think I shall go have my evening tea and ponder!
ReplyDeleteLOVE this! I can almost smell the cinnamon! Thanks for reminding me ... =)
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