A vessel
It is too short
too tall
too round
too thin
fragile
strong
filled with a bubbling brew
a bubbling brew of
intellect
stupidity
wisdom
knowledge
creativity
naive
emotions
The vessel's true substance is the brew
Yet, it's structure is harshly judged
and measured in no time
The brew can be judged too
But, it needs to be tasted
Savored over the life of the vessel
in order to be truly understood
The vessel will age
weaken
crack
deteriorate
But, the bubbling brew
ferments
will fizzle
concentrate
into a brew
The Brew of life
The vessel will
under the pressure of time
disintegrate
a become no more
But the brew
will pour back into the earth
and become a part of
all things
Forever
Beautiful, Pam! Thank you.
ReplyDeleteTruth in all it's glory.
ReplyDeleteThanks for reading and being my friends.
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