Daoist Tea poetry of Qian Qi

at a dinner time tea with Zhaoju
by: Qian Qi (Tang dynasty)
Under the bamboo, talking boisterously of the purple tea,
the most excellent Daoist priest drunk in the flowing red clouds.
Washing the heart completely of karmic dust,
this happiness is without end.
A tree borne cicada seems to be singing from from the distant slope.

Translation, Robert James Coons.

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