Tea.....today is your birthday. you&jesus tho it is said he was born in june. you who
can craft a poem of water vapor and an old tire abandoned by the side of the road,
you who understands the language that craggy mountain tops speak. you who can
see through stones&
veils and filaments translating a squall a birdsong a sorrowful glance into this strange speak
we speak this english. you fashion arabic script from newsprint and archaic fonts and enchanted old type.
you know things Tea that we mere mortals can only speculate wearing the hat of a poet
however you&jesus saints resident in greatness in huge compassionate heart in love
greater than man.
happy birthday my tea cup...from me & Rosie on Christmas morning
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