In the dark recesses
of the kitchen cabinet
sits a jar with an airtight lid
of the Orange Pekoe, loose leaf
aromatic black tea.
Each morning from that jar
a spoonful gets taken out
to help start the day
with warm cup of a tea
sitting in a wooden tray.
The same happens
be it winter, spring, summer,
or fall.
One spoonful a day
the jar gets little emptier
and emptier. and
emptier.
Then one day
hits the awareness
there is only few more spoonful
of the Orange Pekoe tea
are left in the jar, and then,
there would be none.
Is it not very much alike
what happens with life?
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