Gielie Se Muse

Wellington vineyards bathed by sun's golden ray, Where luscious grapes in symphony sway, A nectar's birth, an art divine, Behold Doolhof and their noble wines. Crimson hue, an artist's delight, Telling stories about secrets of the night, With each sip, a tale unfurls, Of 80 hectares and passionate swirls. On lips it dances, a velvety kiss, Igniting senses with flavours of bliss, A symphony of notes, harmonies true, Whispering secrets, enchanting anew. So raise your glass, let your worries fade, Embrace the magic this elixir has made, For in each sip, a moment sublime, Wine, Gielie se muse, transcending time.