have a sip of tea - life at first gift
- BAKA
- Dec 23, 2024
- 2 min read


have a pot of tea.
imagine sipping from a warm pot of tea.
when you take that first sip,
what type of tea did you imagine drinking?
is it light?
bitter?
sweet?
was the flavor,
a delicate blend of chamomile and honey?
soothing your senses with its gentle sweetness?
'cause in a world transformed by a pandemic,
a pot of tea became a sanctuary.
its warmth embraced us,
a refuge from realities.
throughout the pandemic,
our lives transformed in unpredictable ways.
in that tranquil moment,
dreams are woven into reality.
dreams intertwined with reality,
a tapestry woven with hope and hardship.
so did you dream a dream?
'cause we did.
ever wonder how one pandemic has changed all of us.
for the better or not,
it depend.
across digital landscapes,
crossing oceans.
we found solace in newfound friendships from corners of the world we'd never have explored otherwise.
new friendships blossomed,
transcending borders,
defying oceans.
oceans were crossed,
not just in miles but in experiences shared.
we navigated this uncharted territory,
how was yours like?
ours was wild.
our shared journey wild and untamed.
some said sometimes it takes ten years to get that one year that changes your life,
ours did.
let me tell you our story for CreateTogether.
and you can decide on what you think.
life,
at first gift.
when god said to walk,
but the devil made a call.
sending a tempting & grand limo ride,
failures become lessons in clever reprise,
fail early, fail often, fail forward—don’t disguise,
as each seasons move by its own hand, and pace,
for everything has its season, its time to unfold and rise,
not every invited bark deserves its reply; it's best to pass it by,
so don't rush through life's milestones— let them take root and thrive.
it's never too late for a heartfelt plea;
don't let pride carve a chasm in its place, for it surely will,
think not of ruin, but rebirth to endure—
learn from these ashes and going forward,
each ending transforms, a chance to ascend.
then rest near the christmas tree's glow,
because it's a gift in itself to this world,
more than it know—its barks are so radiant,
they practically howl;
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