Green Tea

I budded, I grew, my arms open, open toward the sun and the rain and the wind: toward the moonlight. My arms open, open, facing the time of all things. I turned green, I turned to dancing with the fresh air They picked me they dried me they locked me up in a tin. You searched for me. I searched and searched with a copper coin, from stall to stall. You searched for me: from a dark corner of the great bazaar you picked me up, brought me home home home. I softened under the caresses of your sweet water. I drink you: sun and earth and love: forever in my womb...