Have Tea Will Travel: Solitude {and Tea}

waiting and staring off into the distance,

clutching my cuppa tea, chilled to the bone,

and yet at the same time -
not feeling cold at all.

A low fog blanketing nearby fields,
the sun being held captive

behind the clouds, while gray drizzle
was descending all around.

Many hours would come and go

as I sat alone in silence,

gazing intently at the horizon,
meditating, contemplating,

wrapped in an heirloom quilt;

feeling comforted and warmed

by my only companion -

TEA.

Keeping warm and sipping tea,

Viktorija

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