that shimmers forth,
from the oceans of past,
in this one of a kind driftwood….
there is the beauty of a creation experience,
just in knowing that the many gathered pieces,
tell the story that leads up to one piece or wood art….
Dimensions of Wood
….what one creates by works of art,
is played out on the stage of our illusions,
where my dreams cast forth shadows,
and these shadows call forth my divine be-ing….
….two one’s gather around wood,
one hews the wood for what he can do,
the other lets the wood hew it’s mark in him,
after a day of work I re-turn to my place at home….
can your depths be understood,
patiently i act….
….this pain burns my soul,
like the blackness of burnt wood,
these too shall pass by….
Dreams Can Awaken
….wildness of be-ing,
caught in illusions of time,
sowers of dreams sow….
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