Tea Ceremony – a poem

Tea Ceremony

On my mat in the temple
The tea’s steam rises.
It points the way.
The path is not straight.
Not easy.
It silently winds around
Nothing.
Imaginary unseen
Obstacles.
Unseen mountains
Where it meets
Snowflakes
Making their way down
To earth.

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