Tea with a New Friend

He pours me some of his tea. It’s delicious.
I’d never realized how much I really enjoyed the sweet taste of tea. I thank him, and he nods.

You gotta learn to appreciate the small things, he says. The beauty of tiny special moments in life.
He asks me who I am. I tell him I’m looking for an enlightened master found in a mysterious temple on a mountain.
The old man smiles a knowing smile when I mention this.

You seem wise, I say, Do you know anything about this temple?