A Lady Vintner Poem by Tsani Jones

She lights the flowers
Of puce and white
In god's early morning
Within a glow of dawn's darkness.

Like a fine wine
Life is retold
To those who will
Listen to its song...

The fruit is alive-
A reflection of the heart
From which it was borne,
Contemplation of a new reality in its juice.

Taste it all-
Drink until the fall,
Grow dizzy in its sweetness
There you will find the answer.

She leaves the trees, dormant,
And strolls among the vines
From a single source
To create the duality in an angel's heart.

The budding leaves are now green
With the birth of a new spirit...