Tuesday, April 1, 2008

He knows the art, shape the child into an arnament of society, do not worry...













You do not know how to make
an ornament out of gold,
so you give it to a smith.

Why worry if he melts it
and beats it and pierces it
and pulls it into wire and twists it and cuts it?

Let him who knows the art,
shape the child into an ornament of society; do not worry.

divinely sent