Face of Clay

this face of clay

we think we really

know

awareness of the

outside and inside

down the pit of our stomach

to the tips of our toes

not quite enough

to quell the dismay

sweet pure pain in a broken heart

that knows how to break itself

into little pieces to its own dungeon

bequeathed with knowledge and wisdom

you learn life is not yours to keep

that your own ownership

of what you see as you

owns nothing at all

it is the universe who owns you

and all you will ever be

you don’t maintain your

own consciousness

it was

given

to you

to borrow

for awhile

you go to sleep

you wake up

you move from here to there

with a face of clay

it

knows not

why

apples hang on trees

it is just the

way things are done

down here

 

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About Steven Humphreys

I live in sunny California with my beautiful wife, three wonderful cats and very handsome dog! I write a lot these days about different subjects I hope you will find interesting and informative. Thanks for your interest. Read more 'about me' on this site. Thanks for visiting!
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