The Potter's Compassion Poem by Antonio Liao

dust form in mighty origin
the wonderful being on the twist of time
conceive with humble orb
with no compared existence, behold

a unique that breathlessly
thunder all other
creatures whose presence dominates the whole spirit
of truth; a life that make us special
in the image and likeness
among living and non-living creatures

oh! heavenly hands that never been
created,
the sole language of time and eternity, a
beginning that created destiny;
as the never ending quest of pain reached to the end of
eternal peace

... come and settle in our Hearts sovereign hands