Hallo zusammen,
dachte ich stell hier auch einmal eines meiner Gedichte rein. Ist auf Englisch, aber ich hoffe der ein oder andere versteht es trotzdem =)
The Vessel
A vessel,
Once precious,
Shiny and clean,
Now muddy, dirty,
Wrecked.
Bright metal
Now dull,
Dented and scratched,
Got futile for
Use.
Only loved
By one,
Since its creation,
Wanted, liked and
Adored.
Still worthy
For him,
He spends time
Cleaning, restoring, polishing
It.
Renewed through
His blood,
The vessel is
Given a new
Purpose.
To worship
The worker,
Radiating his grace,
For all to
Behold.
