The Antiquarian

Will you use

What you found,

In your search for

A forgotten vessel

In a dusty shadow?


Or will you reserve it

A place in your home,

Clean and affix it,

Hold it out

For another moment

Infused with the loving

Gaze you gave it

On first sight?


Or will you fill

Your find with your life,

Give it the precious

Charge of its maker,

Receiving and pouring out

The content of contentment?