The Thunder Of Binding Elements

Once again, as a thousand times before, I find myself sitting in front of a kiln in the early morning hours listening to the great elements of the cosmos being mixed, fire, air, earth and the roar of the harnessing.  These great forces lay dormant and silent until some greater force (me) lashes them together and in that binding a great-sustained thunder of creation is fashioned.  Oh I shudder at what the first binding must have sound like when The Great I AM said, “Let there be light!”