Beautiful Tea Poem
I stumbled across a beautiful poem today... And somehow it really appealed to me, the idea that we, like tea, are made out of water, stars, sun, and sky..
"As the leaves of this tree are, I too am made of the water, the sky, sun and stars; I share this essence with all the Ten Thousand Things. And in so doing, empty myself and my cup. As tea, I am now free to transcend the moment, Finding heaven in a leaf. I ride cinnabar mists Beyond the temple stairs And blue peaks To soar beneath the unveiled moon, Glancing downwards but once When the temple bells chimed."