The
Potter and the Clay
You started out with
nothing to create everything.
An empty space it
was, but life, You did bring.
You spoke into
existence the earth that came to be.
Yet, You did
something different when it came to me.
You took Your
hands and formed me in the image of You.
No one has my DNA,
even if we were born in two.
You shaped and
molded me to be Your masterpiece.
A Divine
inspiration, my praises to You will never cease.
You are the Potter
and I am Your clay.
You molded and
made me into what I am today.
You tried me in
the fire and as I softened to Your will,
With that same
heat You made me stronger, the vessel You
have filled.
K L Rich
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