Sipping Moments

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Futile, Fleeting,
Transitory:
A sip.
Tea from the pot
To the cup,
To your lip.

As with the sip, each moment is
Only temporary.
In our mouths, we may hold it,
But not forever.
We can be patient and taste, but
We must swallow,
And when we have absorbed
The shot is gone.
Forever, Forever...
Forever.


Another quaff of life falls
Through our throats
Into eternity.
Again, another…

With
Each sip
A passing moment.
With
Each cup
A passing day.
With
Each pot
A passing era.

Drink up,
The tea is getting cold.

• this poem really is like a cup of tea

  by ToFishBe

  Posted Oct 18, 2008
  +4
  it's flow and it's words match the feel so seamlessly it's refreshing and so easy to read
  
  none that i can see, it's all crafted quite well and it's got a minimalist kindof feeling where i'm left a bit unsatisfyed, but thats how it should be
  
  great peice, great work, great... (read more)

• DreamSkaype
  Sep 18, 2008
  Very nice.
  
  Deep way to think about tea.
  
  And what blamininja1 said; metaphor for life.
  
  Again, very nice.
• blamninja1
  Aug 17, 2008
  A metaphor for life. I liked it.

• Date Added
• Aug 17, 2008 at 6:45 PM
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