Grape Vine
I guess it’s good for your work to outlive you
It’s good for your DNA to travel on
Sometimes I’m not so sure what to focus on
Build and work, work and build
Live and love, Love and live
Maybe it’s all a both and an and
I keep coming back to that phrase
Over and over and over and over
Maybe I need those frequent reminders
Since it’s completely different than how I’ve thought for years
I long to eat from a different tree
I long to know what is life for me
What is life for everyone, new
This isn’t for a chosen few
It is life abundant for all
I hear the doves, the distant call
The distant invitation to loveliness
The baby’s skin, the soft caress
Of rose petals springing forth at sunrise
You know, these common words I do despise
I wish I could express more deeply
But here I stay, struggling in the fray
Wishing for more than mere answers
The heart and soul, the leap of dancers
Is deep within the universe of soul
I cannot go on, I cannot roll
This great stone from in front of my being
Even in this great darkness I’m watching, seeing
The grave clothes falling off into mist
My eyes, my ears, my nose, my wrist
All seem to be brimming with light
As this goes on there will be no night
No more anger in the stirrups
No more bridle in the burrows
No more steel within my mouth
I inhale deeply, I look about
I sense the coming thunder
The sound of awe, amazing wonder
Lightning in his sheaths
A trembling through my entire body
Olives amongst the wreaths
Wine amongst the sheaves
The taste, the smells are good
I smell the smell of cedar wood
I taste the wine of Eden
5/9/19
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