The beauty of sitting under a tall tree
completely cool on a hot, clear day,
listening and learning
Where it comes from (the river up the road!),
how it shrinks and moves, and
how it is a living thing from the living earth.
The beauty of hands holding clay…
The beauty of turning it around and around…
and finding something that wasn't there before!
The beauty of sitting and making things with your hands
while others also sit and make things
and chat and laugh and chat.
The beauty of turning a single pinch pot into
two pinch pots joined together into a ball
just like that.
The beauty of finding you can make something
that is your very own…
The beauty of turning things over in your hands…
Everything sifting and buzzing and shining,
inside your mind.