Vessels made of clay,
Bay of Hope!
Ray of peace,
To pray and to play along,
The way of your life;
Away from home.
Vessels made of clay!
To stay with the truth and,
To enjoy the fruits of love;
True love is the Key.
Tray, bray, day!
Vessels made of clay,
Painted in different colours,
Muse of the potter,
Shapes and shades! !
Shadows of love and life;
Vessels made of clay,
Let the truth build you up and,
Be planted by the river of waters!
Able to stand upright,
And to overcome the odds of life.
Truth! ! ! The truth; Helping us to overcome the odds of life. Thanks for your comment on my poem. Stay blessed always.
Vessels made of clay are fragile. To be strong we have to be planted by the rivers of waters and hold the truth always. Lovely. Kingsley Egbukole
Bay of hope and ray of peace unite to dazzle. This poem is very nicely penned.
To overcome the odds of life, every thing done in that direction. Excellent message. Thanks for sharing.10 points.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The truth, Able to stand upright! ! Thanks for your comment on my poem. Stay blessed always.