If human feelings, closed and Unexpressed,sit bottled tight.
How would we know the taste, the depth Of old-aged wine,
If it's never poured into a glass,
To be savored, whether on a joyful Moment of the day,
Or in the stillness of The moonlight?
The poem's words call us to uncork the bottles of our souls, to free the unspoken depths of our humanity and share them with the world.. Feelings, like old aged wine, mature in silence but are meant to be shared, savored, understood.
Their expression transforms the mundane into magic like pouring liquid amber into a crystal glass, refracting light into meaning. How can we truly connect if we withhold the essence of who we are?
The taste of joy, sorrow, or even quiet reflection enriches life, drawing us closer to each other and to ourselves. This is not just poetic beauty it’s an urgent call. Science tells us that connection nurtures mental and physical health.
Empathy flourishes when emotions flow freely. So, uncork, pour, and let your essence harmonize with the world taste life in its fullest expression.