Sugary Chamomile
An overly sugary cup of chamomile, flowing to soothe the mind and heart.
An insatiable hunger for more, for knowledge of what lies beyond the veil of reality.
An elegant, precise madness in the words uttered by the dreams of a reality that forgot its name.
There is always something more to be seen. Something more to be savored, to leave your mind focused on its flavor.
Just don't lose yourself.
"Tho' much is taken, much abides; and tho'
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield "
- Alfred Tennyson, Ulysses
