Post by goldenmyst on Apr 2, 2023 22:32:34 GMT -6
The Discovery of Coffee
Her spirit was first made flesh
before the fall of Atlantis
in the ancient coffee forests
of the Ethiopian plateau
where she was the first
to find out that the bean
was more than something
picked by children for fun
And she was the one of those kids
Who gathered magic beans for play
Only to learn that they made much more
Than a basket full of pretty seeds
But when dropped in a pot
Held over a fire
Became a brew of exquisite flavor
To brighten the day of nomads
Such as Khaldi the goat herder
Who realized the worth of this beverage
And begged the girl to give him credit
Because his family was poor and hungry
While her parents wore regal robes
And owned a granary bursting with wheat
So Rewina let go of her fame
To nourish the bones and flesh
Of a family whose hunger she never knew
As a dark wind blew through the coffee trees
And shook the kernels worth their weight in gold
With a future of riches beyond her young imagination
But real as the ancestral spirits she worshipped
In the depths of forests stretching out into the hills
Of a homeland whose springs she bathed in
On the slopes of a blue evening
When mother called from a distant point in time
Where love wrapped around her gentle shoulders
To comfort her in blankets of serenity
But one day the goat herd found her deep in meditation
By the river that fed the thirst of the land
And surprised her with tales of plenty
Bought for his family by her gift
And he placed in her tiny hand
A deed to tracts of the bean trees
Because his wealth had accrued
So that his family needed no more
And he desired to share his fortune
With the one who had gifted him these treasures
Rewina smiled with tears of joy
And took the notched wood
Of ownership from him
As she ran like a gazelle through the fields
To tell her parents of the miracle of love
Born of a tiny nut from heaven
And so the girl gave the credit
for her discovery of coffee to the goat herder
to feed his hungry family
But when he got rich from it
he gave his coffee trees back to her family
The good deed is returned
Her spirit was first made flesh
before the fall of Atlantis
in the ancient coffee forests
of the Ethiopian plateau
where she was the first
to find out that the bean
was more than something
picked by children for fun
And she was the one of those kids
Who gathered magic beans for play
Only to learn that they made much more
Than a basket full of pretty seeds
But when dropped in a pot
Held over a fire
Became a brew of exquisite flavor
To brighten the day of nomads
Such as Khaldi the goat herder
Who realized the worth of this beverage
And begged the girl to give him credit
Because his family was poor and hungry
While her parents wore regal robes
And owned a granary bursting with wheat
So Rewina let go of her fame
To nourish the bones and flesh
Of a family whose hunger she never knew
As a dark wind blew through the coffee trees
And shook the kernels worth their weight in gold
With a future of riches beyond her young imagination
But real as the ancestral spirits she worshipped
In the depths of forests stretching out into the hills
Of a homeland whose springs she bathed in
On the slopes of a blue evening
When mother called from a distant point in time
Where love wrapped around her gentle shoulders
To comfort her in blankets of serenity
But one day the goat herd found her deep in meditation
By the river that fed the thirst of the land
And surprised her with tales of plenty
Bought for his family by her gift
And he placed in her tiny hand
A deed to tracts of the bean trees
Because his wealth had accrued
So that his family needed no more
And he desired to share his fortune
With the one who had gifted him these treasures
Rewina smiled with tears of joy
And took the notched wood
Of ownership from him
As she ran like a gazelle through the fields
To tell her parents of the miracle of love
Born of a tiny nut from heaven
And so the girl gave the credit
for her discovery of coffee to the goat herder
to feed his hungry family
But when he got rich from it
he gave his coffee trees back to her family
The good deed is returned