poem inspired by this image:
by Joerg Lehmann
(c) Pinotage wines
the true vine
weeps
deep
red
juice
down the timbers
of the cross
blood of the new covenant
pouring itself
from his wounds
the fruit of his life
crushed
into rich
red
eucharistic wine
sacrificing
the one
true life
to give life
the vine
weeps
deep
celebratory
red
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