Clay Chalice

My cup overflows...

I am a curved clay chalice
aged over the years
to its current imperfection.

I've carried life's burdens
far more than most
far less than some
and still

I am overflowing with love.

I want you to drink
from my lip
all that I have.

Take me from the shelf
fill me to overflowing,
flood my burdens
replace them with your passion.

Let us stream through this life
rippling with joy
turn me into a fount...

make me feel useful again.

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