The Potter And The Clay

Isaiah 64:8

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Bumpy clay lays on a table

No lustrous colour appears

Somberness is its personality

Shapeless contour is featureless

 

Warm hands secure to lifeless form

Assusive voice calms its fear,

"I am the potter and you are the clay."

Creativity begins to mold

 

Eyes azure blue glisten

Ashen complexion fades

Porcelain skin radiant and new

Shines on a newly formed face

Tender hands softly stroke his creation

Tranquil voice repeats,

"I am the potter and you are the clay."

 

Clay begins to turn humanlike

A heart beats in a translucent chest

Fragile blood course through veins

Physical structure stares at her reflection

Light illuminates a soothing glow

A serene voice whispers,

"I am the potter and you are the clay."

 

An individual stands in reverence

As she stares at her maker

Then, in a prudent voice she says,

"You are the potter and I was the clay."

 

 

Reviews

[Enigma]

An intriguing write. Well done. Loved it.

[Angel Bluestocking]

I love this~ While I was reading this, I only thought of the potter as a man, but as your poem progressed, the thought of the God settled in the place of man. This is a truly beautiful piece. God bless us always. ^^

[JanieB]

Creative write.

[WindSong]

This is a very creative and artistic poem which is outstanding! Molding clay is a very sensitive and sensual form of art derived from the depth of the potter. Beautiful work!

WindSong

[Ruth]

Such things created by the hands of an artist who thinks in creative tones..
This is a unique piece of work and I enjoyed every line! A remarkable tale in a poem that wastes no imagery, all is so beautifully worded here xoxo

[Cascara (aka Sprint Goe..]

love the repetition and lovely writing!

[Raven Starhawk]

I wish I had words to accurately describe how absorbed I was by this. It has a unique charm about it for starters.

[Summer'sBreeze]

love it! and so true

[Cassie Fraga]

ooohhhh wow.... that was an awesome read indeed!! very creative word play... I love how you used a potter to its clay to outline the picture of how love and life molds a person... very clever!!

[An owl on the moon]

An amazing glimpse at life... our lives molded and shaped into beauty and grace by the Maker... May you ever sense the presence of grace still forming you.