[Anne Bryant-Hamon]

Wine and Truth

There's wine enough to help the world look right.
Our flesh though proves the worms will get their way,
But we ignore that now since we can say
We love the beauty of the stars tonight,
Though when we reach for wisdom in our books,
The pages crumble while the demon looks.

Perhaps we are not right to go this way,
Since some say we are lost in this dark night
Though ancient books still hint some angel looks.

Frank,

This a quite lovely. I really love the opening line. I was listening to a book, "The Power of Now" (which I have mentioned several times recently - sorry if I sound like a broken record), and the narrator mentioned how much more violent the world might be if people did not have their various medications, sedatives and alcoholic mixtures to soothe the savage beast within. The author believes that humanity has a general collective insanity going on because we don't know "who we are" and are addicted to creating scenarios in our minds - unable to allow our minds to ever stop thinking (perhaps that is the bottomless pit). Anyhow, back to your poem. I like the ideas expressed in it.

Warm regards -
Anne