Friday, May 27, 2016

The Potters Clay

The Potter’s Clay
©2016 Rolland G. Smith

We are the potters of our clay
We sculpt our images to time;
Despite some choices that delay,
It is our living paradigm.

Within the center of our soul
Is truth and love as light unfolds.
In there we find the chaliced bowl
That forms our clay in sacred molds.

It’s different though from what we’re taught
To plant our life in dogma’s creed.
Someday, we’ll wonder, in our thought,
If there is more to spirit’s seed.

As in all things upon the earth
Life, is the way it ought to be.
We each create our pain and mirth;
It’s choice that’s hard when will is free.

So worry not with heavy mind
For people’s choice you can’t control.
It is the way of humankind
To learn the love that’s in each soul.

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