A Love Poem

“Yes, I know, this is nothing but Your love..."
― Rabindranath Tagore

FEBRUARY

Truth: Valentine's Day was never my favorite holiday.
It felt a bit... inauthentic.
Can you relate? 
 

But, lately, I am learning.

LOVE COMES TO ME

From so many places.
I never noticed before.
As I move through a day.

I PASS THROUGH IT

OFTEN

A BREEZE on my cheek.
  A CUP OF TEA shared with my neighbor.
    A CHILD's smile.
      A FIELD OF BUTTERFLIES lift off as I pass.

MY HERBAL-TEA FARM IS LOVE

A visual, energetic embrace.
May I share it with you this month?
For you, LOVE, this month...
        A POEM to remind you how deeply loved you are. 

NOTHING BUT YOUR LOVE
By: Rabindranath Tagore
 

"Yes, I know, this is nothing but Your love...

This
GOLDEN LIGHT
that dances
upon the leaves.

These
IDLE CLOUDS
sailing
across the sky.

This
PASSING BREEZE
leaving its coolness
upon my forehead.

This
MORNING LIGHT
has flooded
my eyes.

This is
YOUR MESSAGE
to my heart.

YOUR FACE
is bent from above.

YOUR EYES
look down on my eyes.

MY HEART
has touched Your feet."

SUCH A SIMPLE LANGUAGE,
LOVE. 

So simple that I often miss LOVE'S VOICE. 
I have come to appreciate this month.

It reminds me...

WE DWELL IN LOVE

As always: 

THANK YOU

I'm honored to be your herbal tea farmer. 

Be well,
SHANNON