ALL IS WELL
In lines where dreams are spun,
Amidst the stars and midnight sun,
There lived a babe with whispering voice,
Enthralled in grace, a gift, a choice.
A child of wine, a soul so pure,
With eyes that held a wisdom secure,
Embraced by grapes, kissed by the vine,
A love so deep, so divine.
All is well, the baby would say,
In the night, in the light of day,
For in the depths of his tender heart,
He carried a truth, a remarkable art.
With every sip of crimson hue,
A taste of love, a joy renewed,
His spirit danced with every sip,
An elixir that could mend and equip.
In each glass poured, a story untold,
Of joy and sorrow, mysteries unfold,
He sipped and learned, a connoisseur,
Of life's uncertainties, so demure.
The aroma swirled, a sweet ballet,
Whispering secrets, the vines conveyed,
For in their grapes, an alchemy brewed,
A symphony of peace, an eternal truth.
All is well, the baby proclaimed,
As his laughter and innocence reigned,
Through the highs and lows, he understood,
That love endures, as it always should.
In his existence, a lesson for all,
To drink life's nectar, both big and small,
To cherish the moments, the trials we face,
For in each challenge lies a saving grace.
Raise your glass, to the wined baby fair,
Whose radiant spirit fills the air,
All is well, his song shall tell,
In grapes we find, a tale to dwell.
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