Wednesday, November 16, 2005
Passing On A Teapot
As you start a new home, I pass on this teapot,
brown-glazed, old and squat, unlovely, yes. . .
But it's more than a receptacle for tea,
having long experience in brewing endurance,
containing patience and dispensing courage.
Clasp trembling hands about this treasure
when the need asserts itself.
Over a steaming cup the lump of grief ---
intolerable at times ---
softens, and bitterness dissolves.
With clearer eyes one looks
through this amber well at truth,
and rises hope-refreshed.
Unfailingly with me it has been thus. . .
with you also let it be.
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I have copied that poem and plan to start my own tradition of passing on a tea pot to folks with a new home.ReplyDelete
What a lovely idea! The poem expresses it all. I'm sure those you give to will enjoy and appreciate the sentiments.ReplyDelete
I love it, we have the same tea cups !ReplyDelete
How amazing that we have so many of the same items, basket, iron match container, now dishes !