....all that secernate from wood,
can not in trueness of nature act as wood,
nor can it be called in the interest of wood,
and so once again i go and think upon wood….
—-if one were to dwell with wood,
one might in turn know the cellular being of wood,
where being true to mine own nature i am gathered for wood,
spewing forth great commentaries on the inclinations of wood….
—-look me in the face and see wood,
hear my words and know i speak for wood,
shake my hand and feel the grip of wood,
come stand as i do on the ‘live edge’ of wood….
—-all that came before me was wood,
and in the moments of my allness there is wood,
kick out at my trunk and my bark declares wood,
all that comes after my presence is wood….
....count your blessings daily from the heights of wood,
feed your soul daily from the soul of wood,
experience the healing in your body that comes from heartwood,
and know that where i am in spirit comes forth the spirit of wood….
”....work smart, work safe, and live, to work the wood….”
-- --frank, NH, http://rusticwoodart.tumblr.com/