UNPAINTED POT--award winner

UNPAINTED POT


God, I thank You for making
Me what I am today.
You made a pot out of me,
I was just barren clay.

This pot may not be painted,
Nor glazed, nor shining yet.
The purpose of my making,
I hope I don’t forget.

The purpose You had in mind,
How can I fathom out?
I know a sapling has to
Grow when You make it sprout.

So, God, I have striven to
Keep moving on the road
On which You have placed me and
Hope I reach Your abode.



• My feelings on receiving the following review from a reader for a poem of mine:
“I have been learning from you, the Master, and now I am judging you ! Sweet Irony. You are wonderful. ……………… My friend known as………. says she has also learned from you. Many thanks to you for being who and what you are”.

• Written in abcb rhyme and 7-6-7-6 syllabic format.

• * Honorable Mention Award winner in the "Invalid Item" , TRADITIONAL POETRY CONTEST, Round 48, November 2008, hosted by monty31802


M C Gupta
23 October 2008