Potters Clay

Mon, 09/08/2014 - 14:13 -- l.c
Potters Clay by L.C
Pictures painted 
without a brush
And sketches drawn 
with just a touch
As potter's clay
We start to mold 
We're shaped and formed
By what we're told 
just as the Lord 
said to the light
Today you'll shine
and move tonight
it had no clue
it knew no thoughts
and yet in love
it learned what's taught
And still the lord 
spoke to the earth
and to the child
before the birth 
he shaped us though
the words he gave
nothing, we knew
no love, no pain
and now he speaks 
he always will 
but it's up to us
to choose to hear


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