Build Me

temper me like steel burn me with your fire all the trials all the fears melt me as if wax reshape me as if glass build me from the start mold me as if clay chisel as if rock tear me down if you must but don't forget you will need to make me again tall and strong proud and wise kind with twinkling eyes make me as a piece of art but through all this remember that even if there is beauty and a kindly, loving soul it is for nought if I am built unsound with room enough to echo or no place to store the brain and heart