Calm stance, upon its marble tabletop.
Inside, a whirlpool formed and forming;
Made and maker, it resolves into a calm -
Rippling tea is ready.
Container takes no notice, standing stoic.
A stable structure,
As always - keeping its patterned cylinder.
Yet the cup is not omnipotent,
No god to rule over the sun, whose gentle rays
Exude a violent power over the cup.
The great star's volatility is reflected on
Cup's surfaces, delicate arrangements
Of color thrown haywire, forcibly shaded.
Yet the disarray celestially inspired passes
Neglected; the cup instead begins a journey.
As if on a Möbius strip, back and forth
Endlessly... endlessly... endlessly...
Upon the same path in a hand -
Table to mouth to table to mouth
To break the routine - to the sink.
There it will rest, bereft of substance -
Empty again.
Inside, a whirlpool formed and forming;
Made and maker, it resolves into a calm -
Rippling tea is ready.
Container takes no notice, standing stoic.
A stable structure,
As always - keeping its patterned cylinder.
Yet the cup is not omnipotent,
No god to rule over the sun, whose gentle rays
Exude a violent power over the cup.
The great star's volatility is reflected on
Cup's surfaces, delicate arrangements
Of color thrown haywire, forcibly shaded.
Yet the disarray celestially inspired passes
Neglected; the cup instead begins a journey.
As if on a Möbius strip, back and forth
Endlessly... endlessly... endlessly...
Upon the same path in a hand -
Table to mouth to table to mouth
To break the routine - to the sink.
There it will rest, bereft of substance -
Empty again.
