I am not sure the following words would be considered a poem or not. I shared them with my tea group yesterday and they said it was a poem. The words are not mine, though I wrote them down from a time of meditation with tea people on zoom not too long ago. I hope you enjoy the words and thoughts that come from those words.
In touching the earth:
We practice tenderness
We find confidence and compassion
We are one with all
We are someone with enough peace and joy to share with others and live in a meaningful way
We pour the water, it comes to us and sustains us
We are fortunate to fill our cups as we pour and serve
When we drink the tea we can visualize the entire universe
We sip life and nourishment.
We are with the tea
We claim aspiration and acknowledge it.
May the poor find wealth
And the forlorn find hope.
Walk slowly when leaving with gratitude and love for what this day has been.