It’s the morning’s greeting after a restless night
A tonic of comfort in times of plight
A reason to stop, be still and to breathe
Space for imagining and ideas to conceive
A gift to another when energies wane
A symbol of sitting with someone in their pain
A time to escape from relentless demands
A balm for the lips and a hug for the hands
An invitation to check in, chat and to listen
Or to sit in the silence and watch the top glisten
When there’s celebration, grief or loss to bear
Its presence will bring a sense of something shared
A chance to slow down, to pause and just be
It’s my wonderful companion…the humble cup of tea
- Ange Disbury -
