Ts Lewis Poet Free verse

Sand Paper Harmony

Sand paper harmony 
friction 
 saw dust 
  snowing 
   as the scent 
    of elbow 
     grease
       fills the air
 focusing 
  changing 
   sharpening 
    blank pages
     into art
      reshaping 
       heart; using 
        stone
I'm rough
 but don't leave
  me alone
   grind with me
    give me that 
     sand paper
      smooth 
        type of
         quality .
Thy staff and rod
 comfort me.
  Acts 4
   verse seven
    and two or
     three
      more

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