Com passion

I start my day building the earth

I settle the sun and moon on the horizon of my nose calming the air

So that when the fire comes

I have water to bare

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Laying the foundations

Emptying the pot

So when the furnace fires

There is no thing to boil

The wisdom I absorb

Nourishes this clay

Rather than swat away

This water sting

I cradle this tear

Feeling it vibrate

With nothing but love