Tea and Poetry both invite us to step away from the hustle~bustleness into a moment of enchantment.
I hope you enjoy my wee collection of Tea and Poetry…
Willow branches graze the grass,
As I sit in the shade drinking tea.
A note from a flute blows clearly,
Mingling with the sound of rain.
I could sit here alone forever,
And still I’d never feel lonely. ~ Anonymous poem inscribed on an old Yi Hsing teapot (1)