A Cup of Tea (125)
The news of the commune delights me.
The tree’s seed is sprouting,
soon innumerable souls will shelter under its branches.
Soon the people for whom I have come will gather –
and you are going to be their hostess!
So prepare yourself;
empty yourself completely
because only emptiness can be the host.
You are already on your way
singing, dancing, blissful
like a river flowing to the sea.
I am delighted,
and I am always with you.
The ocean is close –
just run, run, run!