Monday, April 14, 2014

NaPoWriMo 14

Carefully,
Very carefully,
The mud-stained hands guide the lump of clay.
The hands permeate the hard lump,
Slowly,
Very slowly,
Turning into into another shape.
Minutes pass,
And the clay stops twirling,
It has another shape now- it is a bowl.
Quickly,
Very quickly,
The bowl has been created.

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