! ! Water Into Wine

Once upon a time, Jesus, who called himself the true vine, turned water into wine in an act of love. All over the world, right now, a million grape vines are performing the same miracle slowly; silently; aided by the sun; their roots, like farmers, coal or diamond miners, searching in the earth for the most precious; it doesn’t hit the headlines but who dares say a patient, silent, unsung love is any less a miracle? Who dares say that grape vines do not seek and love their beautiful perfection? miracles, an act of love; love, that miracle unearned – what may we do to earn, to drink, that wine of Love, but love? * [with a bow to Hafiz]