Confident fingers cradling,
nestling the hollow of this ancient tool,
this pathway of iron,
ready to impart
breath … soul’s sweet breath.
the right moment
for this curious mixture of sand,
ash and fire.
Pure, transforming fire.
Molten orange deep and beautiful of hue!
A glorious vision in the eyes
of the wise
Born of his heart – this vessel to be.
Fruitwood ready! Soaked, protected.
The roar of the furnace
that of a thousand flames!
Molten orb twirling, swirling,
soothed upon cool marble receiving
form and beauty.
Master and vision … one.
time and time again to
the blazing touch of
yielding to perfection.
Until clearly …
it is finished.
Delicate balance tempered,
in radiant warmth of glowing embers,
until the moment the master knows;
when he knows … his creation
of intricate design. His creation of
to please the master’s will,
to hold the master’s light,
born of his heart.
And he will sit upon his bench to watch
flickering tongues of fire
upon The Ancient Book of Life.
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