water to wine

we drive past them every day

a quick glance we see vineyards

set in neat rows of precision


between timber posts, outstretched arms

are tied around wire stringers


knarled crucified vine branches

will remain this way until spring

then summer brings forth

sweet bunches of crimson grapes


from the warmth of the sun

richness of the soul

water is turned into wine

~Steve, 65. Aldinga, SA

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