Wine Vats

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wine vats
Would You jump into a man-made chasm of golden wine, knowing fully well what awaits? A poem for your thoughts?

I once saw a man,
he was dressed in red and gold
in a desert paradise,
and when I approached him,
he spoke, saying:
“I no longer know,
which way the river flows,
too many bodies, now,
have been drowned in this medicated wine.”
And he fell, then,
into a chasm man-made and
into a pool filled to the brim
with pale-gold happiness.
I dove in after him,
but he had gone,
because the water had told him,
when and how to fall,
and searched for him I did,
until I couldn’t breathe anymore.
But I couldn’t find him,
for this man had drowned himself,
knowing that the river would
pull him along.
And surfacing, I witnessed a play
on the mind, with snakes and colors
slinking and jumping,
into that vat of pale gold wine,
and as I closed my eyes,
I found myself taken further,
into the cracks of the heavens,
but I found I didn’t like it there.
Some things are better left uncovered,
or at least that’s what the Lizard told
me.

Timothy Leary would be so proud. Its extremely psychedelic!!!!
On a serious note, I truly enjoyed this poem. It is original, has good flow, and intrigued me with its mythical quality. But was it a mushroom trip? If not you are a Genius and if yes, you are a darn good poet. I give it a shining 10 on a scale of 1 to 10…10 being the best.

Video of Wine Vats in Comporta

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