You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me.
– C.S. Lewis
Amen to that!
Tea and Prose
You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me.
– C.S. Lewis
Amen to that!
You ask, what is so magical about a tea room?
Like a secret passage,
You need to bend a little to enter this small and warmly lit room.
You will be welcomed with a soft and busy murmur.
Sometimes, a whiff of floral aromas of jasmine and dried flowers,
Will pleasantly surprise and enrapture the senses.
The other times, sweet fragrances of herbs, spices, and earl grey,
Will mildly linger in the air.
Now and then, the sound of pouring liquid,
The crackling of wood in fire,
Will gently calm and get you settled in.
On the table beside,
A gentle clank of a kettle lid.
Sugar cubes plop – one, two – into the tea.
Teaspoons clink against the sides of the tea cup.
On the other side,
The soft slurps of satisfied lips,
As they relish the delicious flavors of their favorite tea.
The simplicity, the calming ambience, the relaxing sounds,
The warmth and the pleasing sensations,
Are some of the things,
That make the tea room so magical for me.
PS: Try it in the comfort of your room and make it magical with a cup of tea!
Gazing absently outside the window.
Dreaming of friendly company.
To share this slow day with me.
How wonderful it would be,
To discuss about music, movies, and bumblebees,
While munching away on cookies,
Along with lots of pots of tea.
I stir absently,
My rolling, boiling pot of tea.
A few more minutes of brewing
Will probably,
Give me the flavour that I so desperately need.
A few more minutes of brewing
Will leave behind lingering aromas
That are rich, earthy, and invigorating.
A strong, bitterly-sweet cup of black milky tea.
Is just what I need.
Everyday I drop by at the cafe
& order my regular: Chai Latte.
Everyday I sit by the window
Just to get a glimpse of you again.
Everyday you bring to me
My cup of warmth and walk away.