Creation

Creation:

Inside vessels of clay
In the never-ending hallway

light is a guide.
Through the mirror it provides,

like cutting the first tooth,
the unknown truth.

Then as light is night;
day is spun with sight.

Reviews

[BeetleBug]

I enjoy reading this poem, and every time I do read it something new strikes me.

Then as light is night;
day is spun with sight.

I can see the scientific and the religious truth in this. It is a very interesting peice of art.

[OT]

nice poem!! straight to the point, but with carefully selected words which give it an enhanced message and resonation!! nice!

[Taylor Ann]

I love the message, breath taking!

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

This is so beautiful and breath-taking! Great Job!

[Nautili]

I agree. I think the light within vessels of clay comes from God himself. Eloquently wriiten, without being wordy.

[Poeticpiers]

your choice of rhyming couplets enhances your message

[Tina Kline]

This seems like it is describing the journey life takes to be born, (plants and animals) at least I visualized that as I read it.

Nice, very nice.