Ulysses takes Penelope's face in a rain-wet courtyard
ULYSSES

I am Nobody

ULYSSES

In vino veritas. Rain into the root, root into wine, wine into a name that was not a name — until the bed, and the embrace.

Descend
Ulysses offering wine in the cave

Nemo · Nobody

When they asked who hurt him, he said Nobody. And so nobody came.

Rain falling on an Ithaca vineyard at dusk

Vitis · In vino veritas

Behold the rain which descends from heaven upon our vineyards.

Franklin

Ego sum vitis, vos palmites

Nobody. The homecoming. The vine.