Someone wise, old, and far away

Told me something once about human bonds

We sipped tea in an elegant room

Out of china elaborate and gold

Angels graced their tounge and shimmered their words

‘’Listen to the sparks and embers’’ they said

“Hear the fiery sentences filled with warmth”

It rained but later sunlight basked the windows

The room radiated fresh color, the whole palette and every hue

Hummingbirds came in swiftly, hearts beating with wild

“This is the language of friendship”