Day Number 6:
The Lord took clay from the earth He made.
With thoughtful care
He formed two figures, then He bade
Them rise and breathe.
Within their breasts He placed two flames
To give them life—
To animate their fragile frames
With hopes and dreams,
Perhaps to seek and grow with Him.
Caused flaming hopes to flicker; dimmed
And darkened hearts,
Each suffering in lonely pain,
Alone could end sin’s tragic reign.
Why do we wonder
That our animators find such
Now when clay responds to their touch?