Saturday, 10 October 2015

ode to apple cider vinegar

Collaborating with Nature,
Truth and Beauty,
rise out of golden honey water:
the pure breath of Autumn.

A fountain of youth for the old to sip slowly,
very very slowly,
so they can remember how the young live:
with wonder, 
in season,
ripe, yet still becoming,
full, but never complete.

Her essence changes form:
at ease with this liminal space,
the ritual bath signals
the spark of new creation.

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