If china and the usa can meet for tea
in the south china sea
what a dream this
would be
then will i know my chinese brother
who wears the knitted hat
like me
given us by our nephews
to keep warm
in the mountains
in the valleys
in the winter
a dream is only worth
making real. like the two silver hearts
i wear around my neck
on a silver chain
as my sister. in china
given us by our young nieces
replacing our hearts
from their scattered
pieces across the world
jasmine tea
in the south china sea
you and me
i give you my cup
you give me yours
and fire up our ceramics
against any twitter
polemics
arms locked at the elbows
we drink slowly
drink up. you and me
from the sunset west
looking east where she
shall rise again
red. blue and white
in the south china
sea
lighting the single candle
given us by an elder. in faith
by the bodhi
tree
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