Brewing tea so strong
Jittery from each sip's throng
Sounds become colors

Whispers turn to red
Echoes paint the walls bright blue
Tea's dance in my head

Steam becomes music
Clattering cups form a tune
Tea's symphony plays

Sip by sip, I see
The world in vibrant chaos
Tea-painted visions

Tea's caffeine tremors
Reverberate through my soul
I see sounds, tea-fueled

Penned by my hand on the 2nd of Mayan, in the year 949 AF.