Author's Note: <br />A whimsical moment with 'Welcome, ' the musing sculpture gracing <br />the grounds at Napa Valley's Robert Mondavi Winery, Oakville California. <br />* <br />* <br />* <br />Discreet within the Winery grounds <br />A legendary scene unfolds <br />The statue 'Welcome' somehow transformed <br />At once became........a living soul <br /> <br />Stealing away from her pedestal base <br />On a darkened night she roamed <br />Throughout the width and breadth <br />Of this...her Oakville vineyard home <br /> <br />There was a rustling amongst the vines <br />As she moved swiftly through <br />Plucking the grapes….the very best <br />For only the best would do <br /> <br />And so she squeezed from the fruit… <br />A bit of the juice and supped <br />Then satisfied…resumed her pose <br />Before the morning sun came up <br /> <br />Winery nights are silent now <br />Until crushing time again <br />When shadows will find her scurrying about <br />Bringing the harvest in <br /> <br />Visitors…from around the world <br />Come sip…savor…and sigh… <br />Others are drawn to walk the grounds <br />Never knowing…the reason…why <br /> <br /> <br />Author's note: <br />Imagine the resonating voice emanating deep within the recesses of that Great Celestial Vineyard, proclaiming to the Universe, 'I am Robert Mondavi, and I approve this message! '<br /><br />James B. Earley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/winery-nights/
