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In one moment
legs crossed and humility
on my shoulders
I am a lone nun
mountain side sitting
and seeing far off
still waters a crane
takes flights

Tea steams

May you taste moments
as you taste tea:
        Deep with mind-
        ful reverence.
May you sip pristine
clarity, profound depth, and
expansive sensuality in
every breath

May traces of steam never
go unnoticed

Twelve months learning
to pour water

Last year I
knew everything,
Nothing happened.

This year,
I know nothing

I

Lion thinks he
is gentle. Lifting large
paw, gently swipes my
chest… pat on the heart,
slices me open.

Shocked & breathless and then

Lion licks my heart
from the inside. Drinks from my
still pond and invites his
friends so
gentle.

II

I notice a serpent
swimming grace in
my heart. Open
mouth, tongue dragging
around licking heart
from the inside so
when I breathe out,
I can see something.

Well, I am
misanthropic.
Furrowed brow hooded
little lady hermit
Stubborn until
I see You
shining in eyes and hands.

Choking on fine
tea sipping steam
eyes mostly closed but
open palms,
nothing is or is not
in the way.

City sticks in my
intestines and I can’t
escape its smoke but
3 cups of this and I’m
No where, don’t care
expand, can’t help it–
everywhere.

Lazy and out
of my mind.
Cover my mouth but still
words seep out and
people laugh, so do I

Unreasonable, unbelievable but
today sirens rock me to peace.
Sitting still, room cave
Furrowed brow, in
Love with the way
in love with being
upset about it. Can’t help
it, I’m smiling and still
stubborn hermit happy
to see You and can’t help but
greet You in the people

Truly smelling steam
I am a diamond web
blazing grace like snow shine
in black sky moonlight.

Taste the stillness of a thousand midnights
To truly catch the scent of this tea,
expand in all directions and dissolve
like steam.

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Drink this tea
and come home.
You came to sip experience
but you are wasting time,
Rising from the heaviness of your magic
with its steam.

Let steam be an exhale
and sip what is beneath.

Steam is part of the experience,
don’t let thoughts blind you.
This cup of tea–
drink a precious moment.

Things will happen and things happening
have brought about his
uncreated newness.
Be heavy with your tea and
let steam rise.

Drink as if you have no thirst and
will never be satiated either.

This is already gone and this
will never be again.
Do not miss, do not
be carried away with steam–
allow it to rise and
come home with each sip.

It is never too late
to give thanks
It is never too late
to come home

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