Saturday, May 15, 2021

NEW WINE 3

 The cries have filled the whole universe

The intoxicated fool is here

Alas! though I am full

But the intoxication is of hierarchy 

I am still at the base 

It is too early for me to get drunk

But many are here to mock my state

The gabbish I speak is not unto men

For no man ought to understand 

Although the mystery seems not necessary but important 

Since the encounter with the new wine 

What ears have not heard

Nor eyes have seen

Neither have entered into the heart of man

Is the things prepared for me by the new wine 

For my new state search all things beyond the realm of man

Come let feast on the new wine

And bring forth it reality to the world 

©ONEIRIC

#NEW WINE

#DAY 3

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