In the quiet of the morning light,
A simmering pot brews delight.
Aromas dance in gentle swirls,
Bringing comfort to the waking world.
Cinnamon sticks and cardamom seeds,
Blend with whispers of ancient needs.
A sip of chai, a moment of peace,
The soul finds solace, tensions release.
Steam rises with stories untold,
Of distant lands and hearts of gold.
Each cup shared, a bond renewed,
In the warmth of chai, spirits are cued.
As day unfolds its busy race,
Chai remains a sacred space.
A simple brew, a profound embrace,
In every drop, life’s gentle grace.