Tuesday, January 11, 2011

The True Vine

And, borrowing from John's gospel, this is poem #365, and my prayer for the new year:

Cut off every branch
in me that bears no fruit, and
prune the ones that do.


  1. Sweetie, think of me like a Johannesberg Reisling grape with some botrytis (the noble rot)...I may look old, shriveled and slightly diseased, but if you ferment me, I'll make lovely wine...don't cut me off!!!

  2. I love poem #365 from my favorite chapter in the Bible.