I wrote this free verse some years back. Usually communion tells me about the past, but during one communion when I was empty of wine and life, I caught a glimpse of the future–the wedding feast when Jesus said He would drink the wine again.
In the day of Jesus’ first public miracle, it was a disgrace for the host to run out of wine. On that last great day, He, the gracious Host, will have enough for everyone. I share this here for anyone who may be empty, in disgrace, and in need of hope for refilling.
“I have no more wine,”
I say to Him at the edge of the crowd.
Palms up, shoulders hunched.
Conversation dwindling, smiles fading,
The crowd thins.
We have no more wine.
“Woman, what have I to do with you?”
But His eyes belie the cold words.
“What do You have to do with me?
My Lord! My Maker!
The True Vine from which True Wine comes!
Leave me not alone.
Forsake me not in this disgrace.
Do not deny me dancing feet and songs.
I cannot bear to leave this place of light.
Without You, I will go out into darkness and die.
But You are here, and You are my life,
And I will do whatever You say.”
He commands the water pots to be filled.
Clear, splashing rivers that cleanse and refresh.
Full and sloshing over earthen rims.
The harried, frazzled MC takes a sip in a deserted alcove.
His eyes beam over the edge of the chalice.
Then he shouts.
THIS IS THE BEST WINE IN THE WORLD!
COME, PEOPLE, TASTE AND SEE!
START THE MUSIC AGAIN!
I find Him at the crowd’s edge again.
He says nothing, but
Smiles at me.
The silence between us fills
Rolling, trilling, glorious music.
It sings of sweetness and life,
Of vibrance and light,
And the guests raise their cups high
To the health of the bride and groom.
The music swirls again, and
Everyone’s feet wear wings.
He is still in the alcove with me,
Is He thinking of a grander wedding feast
In another place,
Bread of the world in mercy broken,
Wine of the world in mercy shed, *
I pledge my life to You.
You fill the hungry with good things.
I come to You in emptiness and desperation
And You always–always–
Fill, refresh, give reasons to dance.
And on that last great feast day,
I will see You smile again,
And it will be as we said back then:
You saved the best for last!
*These are opening lines from a hymn by Reginald Heber who also wrote “Holy, Holy, Holy.”
4 thoughts on “Wine of the World”
Aaah,,, free verse is always such a breath of fresh air for me- i love it! and this is beautiful- in words and in composition. Thanks for sharing-
Thanks for sharing Anita!! It’s very good!!
I can’t wait till that feast!
I remember this poem from WWM, and how much I liked it. My favorite lines are, “Bread of the world in mercy broken, Wine of the world in mercy shed.” Beautiful in both thought and rhythm!
Rosina, thanks for the reminder to annotate those words, because they’re not mine.