In the cradle of dawn’s tender embrace,
Steam dances in the morning’s gentle grace.
A leaf unfurls its secrets to the air,
As warmth weaves dreams with tender care.

Golden hues in the porcelain glow,
Stories of distant lands in silence flow.
A sip, a pause, the world slows down,
In this tranquil moment, peace is found.

The sun peeks through the window’s pane,
Casting shadows, soft and plain.
With every sip, a moment to keep,
As the heart finds solace, deep in sleep.

Time stretches, bends, in fragrant ease,
Whispering tales through the rustling leaves.
In this cup, a universe of calm,
Where life unfolds, a soothing balm.