"The Meeting", A Cup Of Tea

It had been way to long, since I heard that old song The one that would play while time marched along I pray to the lord, to please let me hear more Only to hear a strange knock at my door........

“It’s been a long time, my friend…”

A long time indeed

Come in. Jesus, you are soaked

Some dry clothes you need.

Tea? Would you like something to drink?

Maybe something to bring warmth?

You are shivering to the bone

I’m really glad to get you out of the storm

Sit, please…

Enjoy a moment in human life

Perception isn’t a bother, for a thought can be sliced

Let us do what never has been done before

Just lay down your coat, and rest your civil sword

We shall join these links like God shall do in Heaven

We shall become the answer to all hidden lessons

Forget the speech difference

What is 200 years?

We are exactly the same

The proof is in our tears

Give me your hand…

No need for a name

Pick your head up, Soldier!

There is no need for shame

You are glorious…

A hero

To a time far away

“For I am the one who is lost upon my way.”

“But no…no, there Jay… You are but a mile away…”

“From what?”

“Well, I’m not sure…but it’s as plain as the day.”

“But how do I believe someone who died years before me?”

“The same way you believe me, you just look and you see.”

The circle is complete

For this marks history

I must already be dead…for this can’t be a dream

But just give it a moment…

Just one second to live…

If perceptive eyes were then opened, how would history skid?

The thought of perception as a circle completes

Can’t be proven by our fathers, who left us out on the street

Oh, sir…give me the eyes, help me with the texture

Cleanse me of my lies, give me reason to gesture

Sir, what is wrong, you have yet to touch your tea

It’s getting cold. In fact, so are we

Just give me a minute, I’ll throw another log on the fire…

Just a day ago I thought I had lost my mind

I’m so glad you introduced me to your moment in time

Why is your chair empty? Sir, where did you go?

Don’t leave just yet, the house is so cold

A strange knock on the door

A stranger version of me

“Shall I be your host over a cup of tea?”

Reviews

[Sheila Kline]

And He broke bread with you and you were one in fellowship!

It matters not if it is for a day, a year, or a hundred years, or two hundred years...He will always be there for you JAY...for you!

And, He shall remember the times of drinking tea, and feeding your spirit with His love. It is His communion that shall renew you, and allow you to meet another day, to feel another breeze as it passes by, to feel the love of others who care for you, to share that same love with others, to use the gifts He has bestowed unto you...His child in whom He is well pleased!! His child that he brings back into His fold! "My sheep know my voice when I call them"!

This is an exceptionally touching and soul searching write!! Blessings to you in His name my friend!!

With Friendship and Love,
Sheila, A Child of God

[Alya Usman]

Two thumbs up! =) Shows passion

[Jennifer Marie Theresa ..]

Wow completely amazing...how you searched and reunited with faith...you were a bit skeptical and unsure yet gave your trust. However when you found yourself alone must have meant you were ready for the future ahead. This poem was pure talent and held so much meaning and depth!! =]

[Butch Decatoria]

To offer a cupt of tea to a visitor or a stranger is an act of peace, welcoming them into your house with that offering, would in turn be giving us the trust --to not betray our welcoming. This is a very heart felt piece, with personal reference I am not quite adept in summing up. Thank you for sharing... (To be a brother to a stranger is to be open to the possible aim of betrayal -- or lost of trust)

~~Butch Decatoria (PFluffer :: Cassidy)

[Voice11]

wow, I love this poem, great work, I was just a lil confused about who was speaking but the greatness makes up for it!

[deeps]

Now this one oustanding write here.
Much enjoyed this write.

[Akina]

this was just magnificent! the flow and the rhymes were perfect, and I just love it.
wonderful job.

Akina

[Lizanne]

This is magnificent, I could not stop reading. Madness the mentor to the genius or perhaps the genius is mentoring madness. I feel as if I am standing in the corner of the room watching this playout. A very surreal piece of artistry

[Anastasia Starlena]

Wow Jay this was an outstanding piece. So full of imagery and a wonderful message you bring with your words. I liked this piece alot.