one last cup of tea

Enough mountains have I climbed

Though none were an Everest

Yet splendid were they all

Great vistas they gave

To one who sought the horizon

Enough work have I done

Though no limelight did it bring

Yet contribute I did

Giving whatever there was

That was asking to be given

Enough women have I loved

Though never the dream romance

Yet each a meeting of two souls

Sharing moments of beauty

Before passing on their ways

Enough have I searched

Though frustration was the prize

Yet in that total failure

Lay a precious gemstone

The purity of being

Enough have I taught

Though not a word of Truth

Yet always sharing wisdom

Helping others to find

That which cannot be spoken of

Enough miles have I walked

Though I find myself where I began

Yet each step has carried me

Taking me further and higher

Into the adventure of life

And now it only remains to me

To drink one last cup of tea

And rest.

(Alpicella, Italy, October 2011)