O Goddess of my heart! <br />May thy priest play his part! <br /> <br />Each heart pays you tribute, <br />Angels bow, fairies salute. <br /> <br />Incense rises from cups, <br />Eyes bend, souls search ups. <br /> <br />In each mind you have a shrine, <br />They love you but hate wine. <br /> <br />When Bacchus gets tired <br />And vanish joy hired; <br /> <br />When he wants to take rest, <br />Thou are the companion best. <br /> <br />When laborer's hands exhaust, <br />In thy search eyes are cast. <br /> <br />Minds exploring worlds vast <br />At your door bend at last. <br /> <br />Hut to heaven you rule <br />Humble wise, haughty fool. <br /> <br />No one says 'no' to you <br />You are the Goddess true. <br /> <br />Gone are days of Diana, <br />You are worshiped in china. <br /> <br />Your reign will never end <br />As long as stars beams send. <br /> <br />You give grace to Majesty <br />Round you sits humanity. <br /> <br />O soul's soul! so supreme <br />Better than charming dream. <br /> <br />Lips don't part from thy lips <br />While eager heart takes sips. <br /> <br />Gold and soil worship you <br />You are the Goddess true.<br /><br />Prof Niamat Ali Murtazai<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ode-to-tea-3/
