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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=427184" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Potters Hands</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=427184" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Her Dignity a phoenix of red crinoline<br>Shawl of poise gentle as a storm<br>The rain beckons me to seek shelter<br>Her arms bring a test<br>Rodin chisels his relished stone<br>What gate shall we enter? <br>Violin concerto calms the fire<br>Duality needs balance<br>Eagle wings soar with ease<br>Our integrity blends the colors<br>Red with blue, yellow with black<br>We dance on flames of fine marble</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=427184" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I know you have suffered<br>I know you suffer<br>The test is a labyrinth<br>These miles of forlorn road<br>Streets where doorways tempt<br>Loneliness like a kiln<br>Morals and ethics of green jade<br>I am the crude clay that must be formed<br>We meet like a wild wilderness<br>The sky smiles like a mother’s apron<br>It seems purpose is like Greek fate<br>We are formed into a grand plan</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=427184" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The Potters hands at work</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Joseph+Narusiewicz">Joseph Narusiewicz</a></strong></div>