When we discover that we are matter, we come to understand that lives are portions of hard clay in the Potter's hands and the poetry in his rhymes, come to us as living water, which when appreciated, can undo our clods, erase our dust, soften our hardness and allow the Potter to remodel us, retemper our senses and feelings, make us flexible to the point of letting us connect with all forms of life, in an angelic lightness, where love makes everything possible when the SOUL is POETRY
