Brew That Kisses Lips Poem by Jayatissa K. Liyanage

Brew that lingers ‘n mesmerizes mind
Served in the cup, cream added or not
Of the stuff, preciously extracted
Out of the verdant two leaves and bud

Enriched with, sun and rain grilled
bio-chemicals, plant self-synthesized
breast high emerald lush bush held
In shaven tropical garden elegantly kept

Bushes well fed, pruned and groomed
On the reclining hilly plain coverlet
Amidst misty breezy cool environ
Under close guidance ‘n surveillance

Finger picked, verdant bud and two leaves
collected in head-carried cane baskets
by the estate cared damsels, as busy as bees
Flown to the factory, in troughs on trucks

Withered, on factory jute hessian, within
Layer upon layer, to thumb impression
Rolled curled and cured, to degrees given
Promptly fired, ceasing further fermentation

Sieved, sorted, graded and packed, then
Under generic tag, Quality Ceylon Tea, proven
Leaves Sri Lankan ports, in Indian Ocean
For the mart shelf at reach, in your town