Drinking Wine

one bottle of wine on the table
on the terrasse where the wind blows

you can hear the sea from far away
and you playing the guitar

if god called me today
to tell me
this is the last day
of my life
it would be just fine
the sky looks lovely today
if it's today i don't mind

if god comes whispering in my year
'how do you like the wine?'
'the wine you
'just opened?'
i would be just too happy
to offer him
some
'please have some'