I went to an auction and what did I see?
A piece of McCoy pottery.
A vase, bright yellow and tall
And that’s not all!
There was a heron thereon!
The color was divine and the lines were sublime
“I must have it! I must! In God I trust!
He, the money will supply, I don’t know why
Except He knows it’s important to me
To satisfy my ‘eye, which has a love of beauty.
To convey it is my duty; to delight my essence
And to present it to God from the depths of my heart,
A part of what I believe, of what I perceive, a part of Him.
A piece of clay tells me all this, such an existential twist.