Tea Leaves

Read the tea leaves, thieves of the future.
What are their warnings? What do they say?
Take no chances; change to tea bags;
Tomorrow is another day.

poem © Celia Warren 2011

My grandmother used to read tea leaves, with a noticeable degree of accuracy, I'm told. The art died with her. Anyone out there tell me what these say?

Each time I look I see different pictures ... elephants, a man riding a horse towards a wolf ... or perhaps a map of our planet in a parallel universe? What do you see?

Having internet connection problems again; all a bit hit and miss, so please forgive me if there are gaps in my commenting.