June 7, 2015

The Daily Vine

Filed under: Poetry — Tags: , , , , , , , , — migueltio @ 2:33 pm


The life we lead

is like vineyard

with so many of us

connected near by

but also to those

quite far away.

We are the grapes

upon every vine

we give forth our

blood and sweat

to mix

to sweeten

the perpetual wine

made everyday

under sun

under rain

whether that day

is of joy

or of undesired pain

each new day

is new blood to

be paid each new

day is a new wine

to be made so priceless

not some aimless

game to be played or

some puddle so shallow for

just our ankles to wade.

We are in this vineyard

together our roots are deep

we cannot bleed sour

wine so rancid or cheap

we should not ascend

mountains too un-negotiable

and steep

count your friends instead

of sheep

each new day

is a new way

to awaken

the mind’s sleep.



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