Water To Wine!

Wow! Water to Wine!
    As things begin to grow,
The authorities came,
    the Baptizer to know.

“Are you Elijah?”
    “The prophet Elijah!? No!
But there’s this guy,
    you really ought to know.”

Then came a wedding,
    our Spirit Boss and his mom attends.
She says, “There’s no wine!”
    “But Mom,” he contends.

“What’s this to me?
    It’s not time to reveal what I intend.
”She replies,
    “What he says, do to the very end.”

Six barrels for water there sits,
    about thirty gallons each, you see.
Our Spirit Boss says, “Fill them to the top!
    Now take some to the M.C.”

The M.C. to the bridegroom says,
    “Serving great wine first, it must be.
But you’ve kept the best
    for the very last, I really do agree.”

Yet, our Spirit Boss of the lowly estate,
    may not have had enough,
To care for and feed his family.
    So, he quietly tops it up with no rebuff.

Hey! Just saying for our Spirit Boss
    did this before when things were rough.
He sent Elijah to the widow and her son,
    in great famine when times were tough.

The authorities, when hearing, they came
    swearing and spitting.
They cursed, and they swore,
    with flapping hands and stones madly kicking.

For these of high honourable estate,
    a big scene they’re now making.
Terribly upset is this pious bunch,
    for the best wine they’re not getting.

The authorities really missed the event
    by their constant bad brewing.
And our Spirit Boss, smiling, I see,
    as he’s revealed by his doing.

Now, listen carefully and do hear,
    then live by believing,
That our Spirit Boss,
    the best for us is in his doing.

   Tim Kirby
   February 3, 2020

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