In the quiet of morning’s gentle light,
A symphony brews in a humble cup,
Spices dance in harmonious delight,
As the world slowly begins to wake up.
Cinnamon whispers sweet secrets untold,
While ginger adds a touch of fiery grace,
Cardamom stories, ancient and bold,
All find solace in this sacred space.
A stream of milk swirls in warm embrace,
Uniting flavors with tender caress,
Each sip a journey to a tranquil place,
Where worries melt and hearts find rest.
In every cup, a tale of comfort spun,
A gentle reminder of life’s simple joys,
With each shared moment, a bond begun,
Chai, the melody that time employs.