“L’existence précède l’essence,”
this is what a tea bag once whispered to me
before I dipped it in boiling water.
It was minty and fresh,
tender yet spicy.
So I am,
so I am.
Barakat
“L’existence précède l’essence,”
this is what a tea bag once whispered to me
before I dipped it in boiling water.
It was minty and fresh,
tender yet spicy.
So I am,
so I am.
Barakat
BARAKAT 