The Wine We Love
The wine we love is the wine of the spirit The wine we avoid is the wine of the body Though the wine of…
The only real life is the soul life
say what you will
The only real world is the next world
we’ll soon know
The bicycles of the sky disperse into
cloudy drifts
their spokes farther and farther apart
The famous hills and dales of
the earth fall and rise rise and
fall
throwing up snowmen and fire demons
in their congenial upheavals
Once one footing’s established
the rug is pulled the bridge
cranked to the side into shadow
The only true sun is not this sun
blazing contentedly though it
warm vegetation to feed and clothe us
season after season
Past the blues and greens
other blues and greens more
vividly ablaze await us
And the cool drink that allays our
thirst complete and is passed around
God’s pin drops to earth through the sky
and lands point first
exactly where we are
moving or still
and the pinprick and the ache
are His glory in its purest form
4/22/08 (from The Fire Eater’s Lunchbreak)
Categories: Poems