Ginseng
Foggy glasses
warm hands
Cold nights
some times I feel like life
is one big thought.

It’s like,
we think and think and think
until we’re no longer able to.
We spend more time thinking than doing.

Chamomile
cold hands
warm lips,
like fire held by a cloud
some times I feel like life
is a time capsule.

The rain drowns out my pains
one days anxiety
is another days calm.
We hold onto what makes us individual,
we hold onto what makes us strong.

Sencha
warm heart
warm mind
particular and precise
some times I feel like life
is a giant math problem.

It doesn’t take just one person
to solve it
the first time.
We can’t solve life,
but if we take it in parts
we can deal with the problems.

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