out of lime
ashes
don't add water
as tempting as it may be
a handful of clay
we mould
we play
but we will put it away
purpose?
preservation?
what are they?
did we study?
learn?
trial and error?
apprentice potter played in the terra
picked up a bright stone
clean as could be
why add water?
curiosity?
this earth received rain
but before baptism
it returned to the terrain
baking
opening up
spreading out
breaking down spectacularly
dust into the dust
this flour never to be seen again
though it still exists
the settled mist
help its home fruit
supporting life again
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