A sun-drenched place

A face carved from a leather landscape poured me a glass of red.

Lavender clouds spilled smiles from village to village.

Rows of vineyards took heir positions in avenues of confidence,

knowing tomorrow they would be even more strong and beautiful.

A church bell rang to remind me God would be awake soon.

Would he speak to me today?

(it's Paul's, not mine, but I love it so and wanted to share)