Poetry: Toast
by Liam

Like the berry before it’s fermentation
Your heartache, first needs create the wine.
In the ache lies it’s magic
The miracle of transformation
See, also the clear stream
Rushing bubbling
Gleefully leaping the cliff
Spray lifted by the breeze
Combed by the light
Reminds me then
It’s to those rainbow colors
Radiant to red
We raise our glasses
Toasting love