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The Master Artist
The Friend is like a Master artist
Sculpting out a block of granite.
He knows what part of the granite
Is not you.
As He sculpts He uncovers
Trees and birds and animals
Of all descriptions.
He also unveils many forms
Of man and women -
Chiseling away
All that is not you.
Finally
There is nothing left
Of the stone -
Not even the chips
Or the dust of the granite.
The Friend
Steps back and smiles
At His work.
For you are
Free at last.
Sculpting out a block of granite.
He knows what part of the granite
Is not you.
As He sculpts He uncovers
Trees and birds and animals
Of all descriptions.
He also unveils many forms
Of man and women -
Chiseling away
All that is not you.
Finally
There is nothing left
Of the stone -
Not even the chips
Or the dust of the granite.
The Friend
Steps back and smiles
At His work.
For you are
Free at last.
Published 11th Jan 2012
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11th Jan 2012 5:43pm
Sir this is a grand piece of work insomuch as the words as the context. It was wonderful to read. Thank you for sharing it with us.
Gypsy red
Gypsy red
14th Jan 2012 5:12pm
11th Jan 2012 10:28pm
of the spirit, freedom of thoughts and deeds...freedom from physical coils...so much said in so little words. I like it, BruceBurkard.
14th Jan 2012 5:13pm
Anonymous
25th Jan 2012 1:51am
This is excellent.
Concise but complete.
A most satisfying read.
Concise but complete.
A most satisfying read.
25th Jan 2012 2:32pm
4th Apr 2012 5:19pm
Really, Bruce, this is simply beautiful, seriously, ima hafta put this in my list:)
5th May 2012 5:46am
