Naked you are blue like the night in Cuba,you have vines and stars in your hair,

I guess it's the same way trees grow around the very vines that are killing them, so they're strangled and sustained all at once. After a long time, even pain can be a comfort.

Seek more strength for weaker spine No grape grows on sinner’s vine

... the vintage of history is forever repeating ~ same old vines, same old wines!

You are but a tiny cluster upon the vines of heaven, where the grapes are worlds; yet you hold the power to ripen your bitter berries and add to the eternal vintage of cosmic sweetness if so you will.

People pretend not to like grapes when the vines are too high for them to reach.

A person does not grow from the ground like a vine or a tree, one is not part of a plot of land. Mankind has legs so it can wander.