WINE'S WATER

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JOURNAL # 41

floating bottles
ever corked and perpetually bobbing
aimless paths they mysteriously make
so strong yet fragile
given that is their general structure
and shape
but just one incorrect smack or crack
and to the very bottom they fall away
and drop
man is those bottles
our souls mere drops of
'Wine's Water'
released back into the ocean
that from which we've come
wine cellars
our particular brand of spirits
were never meant to long upon this
earth be kept
unto God's vineyard
his sun shall certainly shine eternally
as we these grapes upon his
voluminous vines once
shall ever be stored in his kingdom's
prolific meadows
unbound..............
(Oct.27, 2014 430 am)

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Was thinking about our souls and bodies and how we are called drops of water in the ocean and this poem formed from those ideas...........

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