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TEA POEMS BY PAUL
Let Tea
Let tea drink you,
Let tea experience you
Let tea taste you, savor you, ponder you
Sit in tea’s belly, laughing softly
Soak into tea’s leaves and veins
Let your nature meet tea’s nature
Tea will breathe you and sigh,
And you will become something else.
Tea is About Experience
Leaf glows, waiting to give something of its essence to man. Waiting for its meeting with water, a soulful combining about to ignite.
A gift from nature, an invitation to a very old rhythm.
Flavors shine-evolving, transforming into different shapes, transmuting, telling ones tongue different stories of a far off place. Sometimes inner, sometimes outer.
Being (of leaf), offered to Being at the heart of a human, the experience becoming part of their life, their memories, their resonance with nature, the fabric of that moment being sown into the wider fabric of ones life.
Textures slide-transporting, carrying oils and essence across the lips, the tongue, the palette, the throat, through the solar plexus to the belly.
Aromas escape a small pot- winding upwards- evaporating back to mix with air- essence surrendering to essence. Molecules carried a thousand miles until they rain down on ocean or mountain. From pot to sea, from cloud to roots, from nature back into nature.
So much meeting, combining, sharing, giving, waiting to happen in the bottom of a cup.
That cup is YOU!
Old Tea
Sink into the heart of nature
Drink until you become
Part of that which flows through all living things
Become soul water
A tiny mountain stream feeding life.
Puerh
Puerh lives in roots, and trunk and leaves
Puerh talks with other plants
Puerh soaks up minerals, sun, rain, time.
Puerh is fed by patience,
Nature, time, care, intention.
These things go into a cakes soul,
And in gratitude the cake gives back to man
The essence of these same qualities.
Spring Sencha
Fragrant leaf, sitting in a pot.
Patiently waiting for water.
Water, leaf, human hands,
A luminous ocean of green is born.
A field of fresh spring wild grasses
Washes over the senses
Giving me memories of something
That I never experienced.
All poems Copywirte Protected, Paul Rosenberg, 2007, Portland, Oregon
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