Posted by Donald D. Campbell on May 03, 2001 at 00:02:39:
Cut From The Master
I came from the earth deep inside her crust.
Little did I know what would be made, as I was dust.
Then I felt the heat and warmth of such love,
As I formed into rock with a thought from above.
My body took on crystals and there I became,
An unpolished gemstone, an amethyst was my name.
Protecting my body, a shell of rock was my bed,
As I lay there for millenniums, I thought my purpose dead.
Then one day the ground shook and my shell was released,
Handled with care that seemed to never cease.
Long I had rested, deep within the ground,
Formed to perfection that now would be found.
I felt tender hands of a Master with care,
Seeing deep inside me, a jewel so rare.
He gently chiseled one layer at a time,
Slow were his movements, to bring eternal shine.
Day after day my body took on its shape,
Long was the process, as I felt my eternal wake.
Deep rich purple came forth with shining radiance,
As now He polished my crystal so luxuriant.
He stopped and smiled as His magnified eye searched deeply,
Warm were His hands as He cradled me so dearly.
Then a sigh I heard as He placed me under light,
As forth spilled a creation from deep in the night.
I lay in silence, as alone now I rested,
Sitting on a lit glass shelf, my colors manifested.
Joy sprung up that night as I realized His plan,
My beauty was created by the Master's loving hand.
Author: Donald D. Campbell
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