Nothing matters.
The bills to pay;
What others say;
The traffic and the tension
Of living in convention;
The thoughts and the stress
Which can make us all depressed.
Nothing really matters that much.

Tea matters.
Carving a space in time;
Seeking the rhythm and the rhyme
In the preparation;
Enjoying the anticipation;
Feeling the steamy embrace
As it folds around your face;
Taking time for tea matters.

Everything matters.
The smile on a beloved face;
Moving through life with grace;
The awareness of the flow;
Feeling contented in your soul;
Enjoying each leaf and sunrise.
It is easy to surmise
Everything truly important matters.

©2011 Joanna DeRungs