The first bowl soothes the thoat, while the
second banishen lonelines. at the third bowl
I search my soul and find 5000 volumes of ancient
poems. With the fourth bowl, a slight perspiration
washes away all unhappy things. At the fifth bowl
my bones and muscles are cleansed. with the sixth
bowl i am in communication with the immortal
spirit. The seventh bowl? It is forbidden:
already a cool, ethereal breeze begins to
soothe my whole body.
An early Chinese Poet describing his love for tea.
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