Zywa Immortality

Hair turned white from worries
right away, shrinking
for fear and a pinkish skin
on light feet when being in love:

transformations
are very normal
even the blissful body
after a jar of mead

that divine food
which unmistakably pours
immortality in all cells
with everyone who drinks it

the gold, searched in vain
of which the powers
and alchemists dreamed -
forgotten by almost everyone

after - the pious redemption
of the soul, the plagues
of prosperity and the brewing
with yeast, gale and hops

Poem 4759
Amsterdam, 2022-10-26

Tej (honey wine, mead)
Nectar/Ambrosia/Amrita = "immortality"-food

Collection: Secrets & Believers 
Keyword: Pleasure 
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