Poem to the Lord
For I am but a clot of dust
Into which to breathe your life
A seeking heart
A broken mind
An open cavity with which to fill your light
So give me eyes to see Lord
And share with me your sight
Give me ears to hear Lord
Your voice all through the night
For I am but a pot of clay
All for the potters delight
Fill me with your spirit Lord
Show me your love and might
P.L
(Enjoy if you please, but I am just posting what overcame me in spirit, I’ve been given the gift of writing, who better to write for than the Lord.)