Don’t let the day slip by, Slip through the cracks of, Yesterday, today and tomorrow, Without catching, The breath in your lungs, Feeling the pounding of your heart flowing blood, Knowing, The synapses carrying a thought, Pausing and reflecting, You are fearfully and wonderfully made.
A lump of clay, Photo by Regiane Tosatti on Pexels.com That reveals, After being prodded, And pressed upon, Pushed, And stretched, Resistance turned, Pliable, Amorphous yielded to, Shape, Placed upright, As it was meant to be, A work of Art.
You don’t look for trouble. You work behind the scenes, unseen. Not everyone’s favorite, depending on who you ask. Though some say, ‘super nice’; others say, slow, aka dumb, weird, too quiet. When people talk about the road to success, you’re never on it, as far as they see. No one expects you to do … Continue reading The Protagonist