Chirp-chirp goes the sound of the birds,
How soothing my first breathe tends to be,
Every step centers me as making my morning tea,
Cool feeling of the wood floor on my bare feet,
Turning my kettle on medium high,
Nolo meows as I gather my herbs,
Fresh star anise, a little bay leaves,
Soothing chamomile,
Couple pieces of clover, and a...