we all whittle away at life
each shaving is a moment
an experience
another whack at fulfillment
each stroke
molding our existence
sometimes with precision
other times with reckless abandon
many dwell on the shavings,
thinking the biggest are the best
others focus on the precision
the finer cut the more realistic
while some are intent on the blade
the sharper the better
who is right
and who is wrong
when each can carve
a beautiful sculpture
all their own?
5 comments:
Art is in the eye of the beholder...
Thanks for the new link! (but take out the extra slash at the end....) :)
Moving poetry. I found you on the Images by Bechtel site. I like how your words flow. They make a lot of sense.
Thanks for stopping by Stacey. I thank you for your kind words.
You have created some great artwork on your page.
I hope to hear from you again.
I think this is my new favorite for more reasons than I can find the words for. I love this.
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