Post by Teahouse Keeper on Aug 18, 2007 1:52:42 GMT -5
Mm... *humming as I sweep* The Eternal Teahouse Keeper sweeping the floor. Hmm...mm...mm... *humming* The dead leaves in the corners of the floors, the emptiness....the silence of an empty teahouse eternally waiting....peace in the silence. I see it all around. The teahouse, its wooden beams and tables and chairs in my mind. There is no one here but me.
The silence of the unmoving benches beside the square wooden tables. The only sound, the sweeping of my broom. And the air is still. Like a forgotten frozen empire, asleep in Time, save for the echoing sound of sweeping.
When will the Teahouse be filled again, with sights and sounds? I do not know. Perhaps never, for another ten thousand years.
The silence of the unmoving benches beside the square wooden tables. The only sound, the sweeping of my broom. And the air is still. Like a forgotten frozen empire, asleep in Time, save for the echoing sound of sweeping.
When will the Teahouse be filled again, with sights and sounds? I do not know. Perhaps never, for another ten thousand years.
*throws aside broom* I am SO Happy seeing you again 
How are you Nader? *opens arms and hugs Nader* You don't know how much I have missed you *weeps* 
Thank heavens you're here. You're right, the emptiness was too much for me. 
Are you doing the tables and chairs as well? Or just the walls?
