No Motivation

Heat of the sun
warms my loved one
As he dances and coos in the sunlight

Wishing heat could do the same for me-
A miserable girl today-
I pour myself some chilly iced tea.

This is the only inspiration tea has brought for me today.

Silent.

A morning so sweet
as this one
has something none other could possess.

No, not a gift
nor a breakfast fit for a king
Not a mockingbird outside my window
nor the song it sings.

A morning such as this one
could not even be sweetened with
the rarest of teas.

This morning is silent.
It has silence,
a delicacy.

Silence,
a feast for my ears.
Baby breathes blushing sighs
I take in this morning, not using my eyes.
For the silence
is a beauty like no other.

Saturday

Saturday.
The world was supposed to end today.

Cup of rooibos in hand,
I look out my window.
At the birds still chirping.
My son still giggling.
Cars still driving.
The sky still existing.

And I realize that I know nothing else.
I can't fathom our earth's demise
because it's never performed for my own eyes.

This world will go on,
I surmise.
For the kind at heart
And for the eyes so wise.

On the day the sky disintegrates
the cars cease to work
my son suddenly silent
and the birds, gone away.
I will watch with my steeped happiness,
Remember my blessings,
And let it be.

Gloomy Day

I woke in the morning
and over some tea
I imagined a world without pain.

Some say joy would be stolen
in front of our eyes.
Some say life would be pointless
without a reason to cry.
Some say our world would be boring
if we didn't have to fear.
Some say without loss
there'd be no use for cheer.

I say they're wrong.
I say without self-pity
We'd spend more time with our dear ones.
More time creating.

Less war for more peace?
Less destruction for more creation?

I'd take it anyday, a world like that.
My tea will be much sweeter with more jubliant minds.

A Goodnight Tea

A goodnight tea
So dear to me.

Breathe in the warmth and
Exhale the trials of the day.
My anger sways
And fades...

A goodnight tea
is peace to me.