The wren, for it’s small size and lack of presence, held quite the position of power. The title of “Emperor-King” was certainly not inconsequential. This allowed our small friend quite the bragging rights down at the local bird feeder. Yet the wren knew real power could only be found in humility and humbleness. Restraint and lack of grandiosity were traits truly to be admired. By staying small and abstaining from blow hard mumblings, the Druids believed the wren was able to slip through a needle’s eye to gain wisdom and ultimate divinity. That’s true Blue Angels style precision flying. After a few glasses of this Chard, we recommend you not to try this at home.