Every life needs sweetness.
I put honey in my tea

watch amber light
fill my spoon, curl around

then settle, the way 
cats do before a nap

lower the spoon into heat
wait while nectar unfurls

sends out tendrils
new shoots reaching for light.

Stir, wait, stir, until all 
is one, smooth, sweet. 

Every life needs slowness.
I put honey in my tea.