Bold dark deep brew fueled mornings wake the warrior for battle
Sourcing hidden energy, intellect, stamina
A sight to behold, generating tales to be told and followed

Sometimes, the wind shifts, lightning strikes and scorches earth
Breaking walls and infecting all that is healthy and strong in your psyche
Your temples pound and plead for mercy,
from the vicious viral onslaught of germs and fatigue.

Seeking relief, reprieve, a moment to rest and recover
Your bleary eyes and shaking hands reach for a remedy.
Steeped in Jasmine, cardamom, and wildflower honey

This vessel holds salvation for your weary tears.