When all is crumbled to powder

When all is crumbled to powder
turn to me, says the Lord
and I will show you:
From powder, clay
from clay, sculpture –
last breath gone
but fear not, for that was your breath
and now I give you mine

© Meisaan Chan

About Meisaan Chan

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