Dionysus of a moment

Pouring Wine

This is my sacrament

nobody’s blood—

save maybe Mother Earth’s—

simply an elegant wine

full of the richness of life

and incomplete

without the ambiance

created by this gathering

fine folks sharing in common

this wine

this moment

this evening.

 

For this moment

in this conscious action

I become Dionysus

to drink my own blood

and know

that we are all

holy and blessed

in the sacrament

of this communion

this wine

this moment

this evening.