Greek Gods and Human Wine

Tonight the sun sets over the bridge tunnel
Leading up river
Leaving behind gentle purple
And kind orange glows as gifts
Like Greek gods finally calmed
Leaving behind their warring heroes
To sit and drink fermented ambrosia.

What they do next,
takes your imagination to swans and other creatures
Humans adore, us fragile-hearted beasts.

They play inside the colors
Just beyond our reach
Until we open our reds, whites, roses and browns
To try and catch them
In our fuzzy mind,
As fleet as our fragility
Allows.

Tomorrow the sun will rise as it did today
The glowing pink down river
Equal in gift
To the night
That passed.

We have but one choice,
One choice:
A step into the colors
That black yielded
Like a bridal vail
Lifts
To kiss life
And live
And love.