Touch Earth Grapes
Tonight I raise my chalice
to the scent of this old cabin
to a mourning dove’s
pleasant sorrow
to the common touch
of all people
to the world’s heart
where all dwells
Tonight I drink to the earth
to the thread of its axis
to the centerline of creation
Tonight I drink
because this wine is the weeping
of so many red grapes
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from my sixth book-length manuscript
©dah / dahlusion 2015
all rights reserved
"Touch Earth Grapes"
was first published in 'Harbinger Asylum'
Copyright © Dah Dahlusion | Year Posted 2016
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