do not invite me to your table
nor your sitting room
to fill my belly with feast
and wine
rather invite me to your
H o m e and fill my heart
with the Truth of
kindred spirits entwined
In Vino Veritas
in wine there is truth
a taste of who we are
a familiar taste, lest we forget
beyond the sweet
ripe taste of wine
lies Truth for which
all words defy
pour my glass
pour yours too
empty and fill your heart
and mine
shallow words
too thin for time
if anything at all is to be spoken
let it be in the Truth
if not the Truth
why speak or be at all?
if not you and me
why anyone at all?
pour my glass
pour yours too
fill our souls
with Truth and Love
fill the glasses
for all the guests
of all the worlds
lest we forget we’re not alone
pour the glasses
yours as well
and celebrate
the infinite Truth
We are
