Well, B the Blessing U were made 2 B.
Cleaning, cul-tiv-a-ting, cutting, planting,
smiling, list-en-ing, using eyes to see,
thinking, im-ag-in-ing, & conn-ec-ting.
Chistiaan sat in a barn, told a yarn.
On lunch break sometimes he'll take time to shake
shake up his mind (or his drink) so to think
down the line, straight & entwined with New Wine.
He's become a living son of the one
who gives life (in this here strife) that is rife
and infects who intersects (not rejects)
life with him. He's (on God's whim) a (New-) wine-skin.
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