The Wine Fermenting

To be part of your past

to be part of your treasure

Regardless of if they did you wrong

For the fruit that is found

Is what makes all of the measures

Of joy and thankfulness

In your life’s song.

Never be empty handed

Wasted energy

Wanting pain

Thinking that I’m crazy

Like cutting Samson’s hair again

Either way it’s being lazy

Don’t let the train of thought stop there

Older means to work much harder

Sands of time run out to share

My #gifts for you are these words, today- still drying…

“When you become to realize your spirit, you see that all of life’s sour grapes were for the wine! For the celebration to you having lived and payed life’s toll. Oh, that’s going to be some great stuff!”

"Now, receive all fruit where you may find it-

treasured lessons to be had,

fore comes a day- Oh, painful envy!

To witness wine that others have."