Sunday, 14 August 2011

The Clay and the Potter

Throw this clay upon the wheel
And shape it in your hands,
Thump it, squeeze it, mould it,
Make it pliable to your commands.

Draw it into the kind of form
That you will most desire,
Then fix it into that shape
By testing it with fire.

You are the master potter;
Keep on working with this shape
Applying expertly the heat
Until it will never break.

Then bring it to your house
As a vase that you do choose,
Coarse crude clay transformed
To a vessel that you can use.

There let it dwell with things of gold
In a final state so fine
That with the other transformed things
It can stay till the end of time.

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