Potter's wheel #Day 1 #NaPoWriMo2020

 My life -a potter's wheel,
Well placed by the master, to my dismay,
Spinning as per his desire,
Who kneads and moulds the clay.

 Imagination takes its shapes and forms,
With stories of its evolution,
Creatively the creator creates
 It's real, as well as illusion.

 I hear the master talk and sing
Whose hands are all covered with clay,
In the heart of hearts, he moulded a thought,
 and made a new product today.

 He gifted me authentic sense of Self,
Together we shape our thoughts with clay,
 Later to be fired and glazed
 I made my presence felt today. ~payal