Russian Tea

Ever been whisked away, to another place that you knew? 
A smell or a taste, stuck inside you like glue.

Remember that ice cream, that gave you such delight. 
All layered there together, in brown, pink and white

The smells in your life that these memories attach. 
When you encounter one, you’ll know that it’s a match. 

Always do what you love, isn’t that what they say. 
Telling you, by doing this, never will you work, in a day. 

Doing everything with love, it’s with this you will create. 
A deep respect for everything, thus learning of your fate. 

If only seeing yourself as, the this that I can. 
Try quieting your mind, to become the I in I am. 

There is a flavor and aroma that sends me far away. 
To a time long ago, that’s hidden inside today. 

To travel this distance, the one deep in me. 
My magic elixir is Called Russian tea.