A deep and abiding love of Oriental Beauty

A deep and abiding love of Oriental Beauty

My own take on Lu Tong's poem Seven Bowls of Tea 七碗诗 卢仝(唐. 790~835)

The first bowl awakens my lips and throat.
The second bowl takes away my loneliness.
The third bowl makes me know I could write five thousand words of wisdom with ease,
while the fourth bowl makes all my transgressions evaporate.
The fifth bowl cleanses my physical body
while the sixth bowl tends to my spirit.
The seventh bowl I cannot finish,
for I am sated and tea-drunk and float upwards towards the heavens
on the slightest breeze.

“Lu Tong brewing tea” by Qian Xuan