Another tea lover posted this poem excerpt today in a tea discussion group.
Excerpt from The Sixth of January
by David Budbillas collected in Good Poems, ed by Garrison Keillor
I am sitting in the blue chair listening to this stillness.
The only sound the occasional gurgle of tea
coming out of the pot and into the cup.
How can this be?
Such calm, such peace, such solitude
in this world of woe.