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A Sturdy Vessel

“Wedge me, turn me,
roll me around like clay,
before the shaping.

Turn me inside out,
rub my rough leathery skin back in,
back in-to,
the smooth moist darkness.

Folding inwards,
a mediative rhythm,
Slide, tuck, fold.
Slide, tuck, fold.
Slide, tuck, fold.

Round and round,
until the layers give themselves up,
for the sake of a consistency,
a harmony,
a cohesion,
a resonance.

The sweet bonds of intention,
and aspiration…

Let this raw pliant earth,
be shaped into,
a sturdy vessel.”