Memories in a Cup
The delicate taste and fragrant wisps, which arise from my cup,
bring back memories of a day spend at the foot of Mt. Shasta
Majestic, magic mountain, towering over the small town which lies just below it’s snowy flanks.
New Age shops, Crystal Emporiums & Bookstores crowd the small Main Street.
There, the tea shop at last, a treasure trove of fragrant brews.
Each time we discover anew the joys of real tea.
Not from a cardboard box filled with dangly bags, but row upon row of large tins
full of mysterious leaved treasures, which brew to rich perfection in our pot.
This time Citrus Sunrise, with a fragrance so rich, a taste so bright
it nudges aside the gloomy, cold day which blankets the valley.
A sip and serenity settles on my shoulders like a comforting shawl.
bring back memories of a day spend at the foot of Mt. Shasta
Majestic, magic mountain, towering over the small town which lies just below it’s snowy flanks.
New Age shops, Crystal Emporiums & Bookstores crowd the small Main Street.
There, the tea shop at last, a treasure trove of fragrant brews.
Each time we discover anew the joys of real tea.
Not from a cardboard box filled with dangly bags, but row upon row of large tins
full of mysterious leaved treasures, which brew to rich perfection in our pot.
This time Citrus Sunrise, with a fragrance so rich, a taste so bright
it nudges aside the gloomy, cold day which blankets the valley.
A sip and serenity settles on my shoulders like a comforting shawl.
~Evi Schumacher
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