Tea Leaves Poem by Sean Green

The tea leaves don't give a hint
while they may state events
they're mum on the greatest truth
why we're friends at day's end
this mystery still defies
the oracles that know all
subscribing to what's beyond
then puzzled by consequence

the gentle tides and sometimes storms
seemed enough to cast the souls
together on this distant shore
far from the port that was my home
travelers in a foreign land
each learning about themselves
with the aid of passengers
accompanying the wanderer

at last the stage is set
with roles arrange by the script
actors in leading roles
established behind the scenes
look for the director's hand
with a twist none would expect
when the leaves echo doubt
still the lives are intertwined.

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