FIRST CUP OF TEA

No matter how you take your tea

One lump for your or none for me 

No matter if you dunk a bag

Or let the leaves flow loose and that

It matters not the means of travel

Sup your cup

Let the day unravel.

LEVIATHANS

 Two tall trees. Guardians of the garden. Full of wisdom and sap. Deciduous and evergreen. Yet for a few sun-soaked months they dress alike and watch as the garden slowly colours itself in under a festival of green.

Leviathan's of Time.

We pass barely noticed in their shade.