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When Grapes Turn To Wine

When Grapes Turn To Wine

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When grapes turn

to wine, they long for our ability to change.

When stars wheel

around the North Pole,

they are longing for our growing consciousness.

Wine got drunk with us,

not the other way.

The body developed out of us, not we from it.

We are bees,

and our body is a honeycomb.

We made

the body, cell by cell we made it.


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