It’s that time again,
and because all this takes time,
best to first brew a cup of tea.
and because all this takes time,
best to first brew a cup of tea.
Tea is first a vegetable,
then a medicine,
a meditation,
a poem.
then a medicine,
a meditation,
a poem.
To brew,
first clean the house,
cut the wood,
catch the stream,
lay the fire and light it,
then boil the water.
first clean the house,
cut the wood,
catch the stream,
lay the fire and light it,
then boil the water.
Set a flower
in a vase,
bowing to its smile.
in a vase,
bowing to its smile.
Sweep the path,
from the gate to the house,
then call a silent invitation:
come, o my soul, come.
from the gate to the house,
then call a silent invitation:
come, o my soul, come.
Enter in the gate,
follow the path,
your steps leaving no trace,
and enter at the little door.
follow the path,
your steps leaving no trace,
and enter at the little door.
Join yourself, seated.
Scoop tea into a warmed pot,
then add boiled water,
whisking lightly.
then add boiled water,
whisking lightly.
Contemplate as you pour,
meditate as you sip;
drink in the color and scent
of the bending and flowing flower.
meditate as you sip;
drink in the color and scent
of the bending and flowing flower.
First cup blesses thirst;
Second cup melts loneliness;
Third cup reads the book of unfolding;
Fourth cup chases fear out through the pores;
Fifth cup warms and clarifies;
Sixth cup is uplifting;
Seventh cup casts the lifted spirit onto the wind.
Second cup melts loneliness;
Third cup reads the book of unfolding;
Fourth cup chases fear out through the pores;
Fifth cup warms and clarifies;
Sixth cup is uplifting;
Seventh cup casts the lifted spirit onto the wind.
Ah, wherever I am,
am I here?
am I here?
Indeed, it is so,
and that is a poem.
© 2012 by Elisabeth T. Eliassen
N.B. This is not intended to be apt description of an actual
Asian tea ceremony.
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