Majestic Tour

We were lost going nowhere
as the road took us away
from our mundane lives of
reading and
writing and
working and
towards the unknown
which revealed trees
in yoga positions
and grass dancing
in such synchronicity that the Rockette's would be envious
when we found a winery,
a secret vineyard made just for the two of us
(the other 7 people
were figments of the owner's imagination
we suspect),
and we majestically walked through the
dirt rows of grapes
picking out the lucky ones
privileged enough for this year's harvest
then laughed until we fell
as we sank into the ground
and looked at the clouds that were just
the faintest of painters' touches against the sky
before before we drove home
and sang to Fank Sinatra:
The Way You Look
Tonight.