Tuesday, June 14, 2011

The Sculptor

He can not rest until
he works his tears
and his dreams
into a block of stone.
He can not sleep
until the granite
contains his laughs
and his hopes.
He can not retreat
until his thoughts
and heart are
instilled in rock.

1 comment:

  1. I always think of sculptors like Michelangelo, so artistically driven that nothing matters but the work. You have captured that well.