Earthen Clay Pot
Poem – Valmai Redhead
Mark 14:3 & 13
My body −
a clay pot
made from the earth
shaped and moulded
unseen in the depths
fashioned in secret
intricately turned
on a womb-shaped wheel
fired in the kiln of life
for a time
decorated with peculiar experiences
emerging to be a unique vessel
like no other
holding a treasure of being
until one day
cracked and chipped, the vessel shatters
releasing its treasure into eternity
as the earth opens her hands to receive again
my clay pot
my body.
