What’s in a cuppa? (Iambic Hexameter)

One must be in the moment to enjoy the tea,
a time of contemplation; nowhere else to be.
Aroma, taste and warmth alone to hold one’s thought.
A sentimental cup and may perhaps a pot.

Arrange a lovely view to set the mind at ease
and should it be outside allow naught but a breeze.
Then choose the tea with care- it must be brewed to soothe,
a bitter taste or something cultivated smooth.

Earl Grey and sage, ginseng or Russian chamomile,
whatever dampens one’s soci’tal slap and squeal.
It matters not so long as mind is focused keen
and do not be enamored of the coffee bean.

The point is singularity of centered muse.
To push all else aside, to have no plights to choose.
To set, for just a moment, all one’s burdens free
we must be in the moment to enjoy the tea.