Born in the womb of your creativity
I am the Line
Lovingly caressed by your hands
Slim; smooth; shapely.
To be admired. To be held.
I am.
Shaped with Steel.
Crafted by Fire.
Sped by Endeavour.
As I appear amidst you.
I am the Word.
Carried; Around the World.
As I overflow with the sweetness of my contents.
I am Loved.
As my mouth touches your lips.
And then dumped.
To be reborn.
And Reborn.
To appear yet again.
Again; again; again.
Long after you will be ashes.
And vanish.
You - a mere Mortal.
Forever am I - the Bottle.
Great poem. it kept me thinking about my life from conception till birth and what lies ahead. much to digest.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Interesting to me. The strength of his nature amongst the salts of the earth is he. Steered with wisdom and sweet silence he is a mystery.