carpenter of my soul

Every moment

I shape my destiny

with a chisel –

I am the carpenter of my own soul. – Rumi    to purchase prints click here 

We are like clay

molded to shape

etched in delay

and repaired with duct tape.

If I can remain true

to my spirit view,

constantly aware,

with everything bare,

then with each moment

I become more potent.

I am and I will be

all I imagine in me.

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