The Barrel


Within the barrel
The malt brews
Steeping, boiling,
And fermenting
To make the ale
That overflows and
Break the barrel

The pieces scattered
Like a broken vase
The water inside the
Coconut pure and refreshing
Made by the power of the Sun

The green shrubs never
Withered. It's where the
Morning dew and the butterfly
Linger the flower
The source of everlasting love
Oh, within the barrel, the malt brew

By: Margareth Debrosse

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