I am clay to be sieved and removed impurities.
I am mud to be molded into shape.
I am at the potter’s wheel letting the potter shape me
And make me to be a better vessel.
The potter has put me into the hot kiln to make me strong
And hard for the tasks I need to perform.
I am a vessel to be used to bless.
I am beautiful and useful.
I am a vessel of honour and service.
So let me be of use and fulfil the potter’s design for me.
I am clay in the potter’s hands.
Raylitpoems 2010
