Hidden Craft
Each of us comes in large chunks
Raw and undefined
And as life takes its course
The work has just begun
With tools of various kinds and shapes
The Master sets His hands
He artistically cuts and carves
According to the plan
It's all messy as the work progresses
With bits and pieces of crap
But pretty soon, you'll clearly see
The beauty in the trap
We become priceless treasures
when the work is fully done
And soon forget the hurt and pain
When the work began
Many wonder in great admiration
At this priceless piece of arts
But few will ever really know
The secret at the start!
Copyright © Yvonne Ebbi | Year Posted 2013
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