Rain and Tea

**Rain and Tea**

When rain drifts softly on the windowpane,

And whispers gently in a soothing refrain,

The world outside is cloaked in misty gray,

Yet comfort brews in a warm, inviting way.

A teapot’s pour, a dance of steam and grace,

The amber liquid warms a tender place,

Each sip a balm against the chilling air,

A quiet solace in the storm’s affair.

The raindrops tap a rhythm on the roof,

While tea leaves swirl in a porcelain proof,

Their earthy notes entwine with drops that fall,

Creating harmony in a cozy hall.

The outside world is blurred in silvered hue,

As steam from cups forms delicate, soft view,

In moments such as these, the heart finds peace,

As rain and tea in gentle calm increase.

The world slows down, the tempest fades away,

In the tender hush of this rainy day,

Where every sip and every drop align,

And simple joys like these make moments shine.