Fermenting Wine
In the strait of straight talk
Twain shall be able to walk
One twin of twain often mocks
Causes me, myself and I am talks
When human concepts flip
Love gives us worthwhile tips
Of new wine time to take a sip
Wisdom of Love is ocean’s dip
When old wine has become inept
`Tis time to remember where love is kept
Into the serpent the mind doth flip
a serpent logic stem, ill equipped
Evil was not of Love created
of human mind was meditated
ample proof is worldly integrated
~ Though tis of love mitigated
What has been said…
has already been read…
time and time again
add new message blend!
least consciousness suffer again!
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