Jesus’ first miracle
vinting water into wine
Servants filled six jars
to brim

No wine ever tasted so good
Voluptuous and bold
Operatic top notes
Blackberry hint beneath

Cups were filled
Again, again
The bride whirled every guest
Ecstatically tossing loose hair
laughing with an eye on the moon
No one wanted to leave

The wedding party climaxed at dawn

There were no hangovers
or fatigue
crankiness or sloth
All woke up radiant
rewired, renewed

Jesus drank the last cup
Closed his eyes, bowed his head
He rose
Walked home in sunrise

Jacqueline Moss shares a sunrise office with seagulls and egrets at the East Quogue town dock on the Shinnecock Bay. There she picks up her messages from air, sea and sky.