Rifling through tea books
in the dusty stacks
of memory.
Liquid wisdom or liquid jade,
which one?
Chinese hermits,
Anthony Burgess,
and George Orwell too.
All steeping in your reserve bank,
an exotic blend of ancestors.
The transmission came from India to China,
along with tea,
to Japan
and then to the cold green shadows
near the California coast.
It is there you share tea
with the redwoods, the ghosts
of Mountain Charlie, gipsy jokers,
and hammered dulcimers,
plus a singing bowl
to relay the transmission.
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