salutations

Only You could bind

scattered grains of earth

dough with water

turn to clay

with ignite of fire

fan the passion

in empty vessel

then mightily blow

of own Spirit

to transform 

raise humble ground

to sweetly kiss

sky at its horizon:

with one utterance

of 'Be'

You released from

space that bounds -

Man was set

on journey

from dust to Divine.