The besom the dry sticks of Autumn
\nFly in the face of us all
\nThe bold complex flavour
\nThat many now savour
\nThe wild herbs that answer the call
\nIn the forest of moonbeams
\nThe colourful light streams
\nThe mints and the cinnamon
\nThe juniper too
\nThe fennel the saffron
\nThe myriad spirits
\nThe spells of the masters
\nAnd the morning dew<\/p>\n
It’s there on the altar
\nIt’s blue flame is burning
\nMore than a digestif
\nMy whole world is turning
\nBenevento it’s magic
\nThe Alberti family
\nA perfect perception
\nIt’s how it has to be<\/p>\n
Such attention to detail
\nMindful and caring
\nConiferous notes
\nThe great forest yearning
\nPainstaking selection
\nSure footed all seeing
\nWakeful and sharp eyed
\nThere goes that great being<\/p>\n
The witch and her magic
\nEmbolden yet silent
\nHer impulse to reason
\nHer instinct to be
\nVeritable in her space in the forest
\nThe circle of light
\nWhere she can be free<\/p>\n
The aura of Strega
\nWhose saffron the crocus
\nGives up its mellowness
\nColours the brew
\nThe candour the glory
\nThe Fragrance of many
\nA spell of involvement
\nThat’s now far from new<\/p>\n
Since 1860 it’s great affirmation
\nThe true formulation
\nTo solemn acclaim
\nThe sage in his garret
\nThis melange of merit
\nThis magical mixture
\nOf elegant fame<\/p>\n
This mellifluous spirit
\nCreating such drama
\nThe stomach is eased by it
\nAnd feels much calmer
\nIt plays to our willingness
\nA resolution
\nAnd delivers its message
\nLike the best solution<\/p>\n
The thrill and sensation
\nAll of the elation
\nIt’s unctuous its gushing
\nMy whole spirit rushing
\nIt’s feels like I am flying
\nExcited and trying
\nNo one’s denying
\nThe spirit is there
\nIt’s softness its sweetness
\nIt’s joyful it’s joyous
\nCome have a glass dear
\nCome let us share<\/p>\n
And once we have tasted
\nOur lips soaked and sweetened
\nOur hearts beating faster
\nA story to tell
\nStrega its brilliance
\nEach light giving moment
\nThe desire for the fire
\nFor the heat we know well.<\/p>\n
Thank you to the Alberti family
\nFor their care and dedication
\nAll these years<\/p>\n
And to my friend she knows who she is
\nWho introduced me to this liquor of the goddess
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The besom the dry sticks of Autumn Fly in the face of us all The bold complex flavour That many now savour The wild herbs that answer the call In the forest of moonbeams The colourful light streams The mints … Continue reading