Herbal Tea

Final leaves on autumn winds
Mark numbered days to icy chill
Flames of mortality intensify the heat
Releasing mournful whistle

Sequestered herbal blends are drawn
Placed to steep in simmering pots
Wafting forth on winds of change
A fresh new scent of life’s bouquet

Deep breaths of that rich aroma
All of life, I drink in deep
Extracting every bit of flavor
Lips now pressed to china cups

Musky fragrance from hidden store
Turns heads to look in new directions
Free from shackles of expectations
Sets me dancing without restriction

I’m drunk on life,
liberally poured
from freedom’s flask

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