Goin, Goin,' Gone

McCoy PotteryI went to an auction and what did I see?A piece of McCoy pottery. A vase, bright yellow and tallAnd that s not all!There was a heron thereon!The color was divine and the lines were sublime I must have it! I must! In God I trust!He, the money will supply, I don t know whyExcept He knows it s important to meTo satisfy my eye, which has a love of beauty. To convey it is my duty; to delight my essenceAnd to present it to God from the depths of my heart,A part of what I believe, of what I perceive, a part of Him. A piece of clay tells me all this, such an existential twist.