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Lost in the pulp of impermanence
I see limp tendrils.
They glisten as rosettes
perfumed by blossoms
only in my reveries.
A dream of a vessel
possessing no Self
receiving and giving
our true nature.
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In Warsaw
10 hours ago
Sunday, June 3, 2012
Drinking Jasmine Pearls from a Paper Cup
Lost in the pulp of impermanence
I see limp tendrils.
They glisten as rosettes
perfumed by blossoms
only in my reveries.
A dream of a vessel
possessing no Self
receiving and giving
our true nature.
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This is really beautiful! I love Jasmine Pearls - they are in my top 3 teas which I'm sure you know is a difficult list to top!
I keep a Chinese tea blog too which you can see here if you want... www.lulin-teas.com/blog
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