Whole Cinnamon

Finding myself in a cup of tea

Photo by Mae Mu on Unsplash

Somehow in this move
I have fragmented myself
leaving pieces along the way
between my home and here

At this table
in this moment
I gather some cinnamon for tea
I let it steep
curling the steamy tendrils between my fingers
promising both sweet and spicy

I peer at the reflection of myself
our warm coloring
harsh notes
full-bodied
whole
Oh, right that’s me.