Template
There is a template for man.
A form to pour the wax and ash.
It's made of water,
full and fluid- always changing,
but the form the same.
There is something from that mold.
Something that is not placed in it.
Something not given,
solid nor palpable- can't be made,
but internal to all.
There is creation inside.
Null of such sources.
Born of ourselves,
in action- such as speech,
taken as choice.
-Matthew Koutzun
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