By: Kyle Elden
It is only red mug
with hot water, and
a tea bag steeping
releasing golden brown
steam rising
with light
with the easy scent of peppermint
a ritual of lips to cup, and
warmth flows gently
falling down throat
into belly
An act of surrender
so simple
held by a single thread
delicate dark leaf
inside the boundary of tea bag
infused with what is
to transform into something
different
something more
unlocked,
released
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