I am clay..
I have no other name..
You hold me, feed me
with water, knead me
in the power of your thought..
You make me what
You want me to be..
I am nothing more..
I am Clay
And you love me..
I am Clay
This blog is about bringing out the music from my thoughts as verses.
Superb sir
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Beautifully written. Thank you for sharing.
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Beautifully expressive in only a few words.. the metaphor is perfect..We can feel your desire to be molded by love.
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Thanks Karima for your understanding derst
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Beautiful 💙
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Beautiful. This reminded me of the Bible verse: “But now, O Lord, You are our Father; We are the clay, and You our potter; And all we are the work of Your hand” (Isa. 64: 8).
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Nice and Aptly quoted. Praise be to God, Anna.
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