Trapped in the Day

Dear Child, As a Father, let me speak to you. You are so shrouded in what you need “to do” Caught up in the everyday actions You forget that it is all just a dim reflection It is all temporary Written, weaved to tell my story I’m not asking you to neglect the things of … More Trapped in the Day

Clay

You think a broken vessel is all I desire But child a willing one is what I require I want clay that molds and shapes in my hand Make it ready for the wheel by kneading out the man You impress with good deeds and and faux sacrifice You think the effort you muster will … More Clay