 |
|
|
A sculptor gazes at a stone
And sees a face beneath the shell,
Then with his chisel chips away
To free the princess from her spell—
The secret lies in capturing
The picture he already sees,
To bring to life the heart within
And let his art move as she please—
The sculptor’s dream is giving glimpses
Of all the beauty God has made,
Revealing joy in sunlit fields
And grace within the shade!
A sculptor gazes at a stone,
To him it’s not an empty page,
But a story waiting to be told,
A play that longs to take the stage—
The secret lies in capturing
A demon’s foot, or angel’s wing:
The imprint made of love or hate,
And let his work go parleying—
A sculptor’s dream is painting God,
And all the love He pours on man—
That we may see, and be amazed,
And start to understand…
The opinions expressed by authors may not necessarily reflect the opinion of FaithWriters.com.
Accept Jesus as Your Lord and Savior Right Now - CLICK HERE
JOIN US at FaithWriters for Free. Grow as a Writer and Spread the Gospel.
|
|
|
