the refreshing taste of <br />dawn mist and sunshine, <br />mountain loam rolled up <br />in tender brown leaves <br />and now unveiled through <br />spring water <br />they are the simple joy <br />that raises the morning sun <br />up into my sky <br /> <br />i dont need that many <br />readers, just a few who <br />care to weigh every word <br />to see how much they are worth <br />they too are my tea that elevates <br />the sun up my sky<br /><br />john tiong chunghoo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/poem-about-poetry-song-of-tea-and-poetry/
