Beautiful notebooks
Of handmade paper
Wrapped in transparent film
Exquisite, delicate glasses
In cardboard boxes
Nestled in cotton
Clay cups made
To be used but once
Then broken
–
Being saved.
Like guarded hearts
Never consumed
By their purpose
Waiting.
Always waiting…
Perhaps today is the day.
Out comes my grandma’s china tea pot! So short this life – so beautiful when we marry the beauty and function of each passing moment! Thank you, Sangeeta!
Thank you Marga! Happy to hear the tea pot is coming out 🙂