My fragile leaves have steeped ferocious tea,
Its dark and fragrant essence fills the air
With bitter overtones, a part of me.
They sometimes overwhelm the sweetness there.
Sunlight stored within each leaf releases,
A tincture of the life the sun imparts
To each cell, and daintily increases,
The wondrous balm it grants to broken hearts.
Yet, taste the complex palate I portray,
And savor many layers you may find;
You’ll quickly wash the bitterness away,
To stir arcane infusions in my mind.
And as ferocious as that brew may be,
Your loving heart will share my darkest tea.
Mick McKellar
March 2015
Sometimes, when we share ourselves, the sharing may be overwhelming.
Mick
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