Waiting within
the thought borne of a mind unleashed
unlimited possibilities await
the hand of a master
unearthing beauty
from stone.
Always searching,
tools at hand to whittle away
the time and moments into something tangible.
Truth, fantasy, or any whimsy wanted,
life will arise
with just one simple idea,
some need imagined,
some want craved
rising up it will be
if we believe.
Thoughts on the idea of taking a block of granite and the magnificent creatures carved that started with nothing and then became something akin to a beautiful masterpiece.
Peace, Love and Patchouli 