""The Cycle of Wine"
From vine to vat, from vat to barrel's keep,/
From barrel then, oh joy, to bottle and glass so deep./
From glass to throat, through gullet, stomach's hold,/
As spirit then to soul, as word upon the tongue unfolds./
From word, a little later, a song of fervor takes its form,/
That through the clouds to ether, with humankind's acclaim is borne,/
And in the coming springtime, again the lovely songs descend,/
As dew upon the vines, and from them, wine is made anew, no end."
Created by d'Araprì