Beauties of Wood
....i am the breeze that carouses through your veins of wood,
where in the distance my imaging gives freely to any who taste,
taste and see that ‘just as’ i am likened with life at dusk,
so ‘just is’ the assurance also that come my dawn i will be therein….
—-how many ways can i speak of the beauties of wood,
where out of the classroom of my workshop i bear forward to an engagement,
i am enabled to continue this romance that so captivates my be-live-ing,
and so even now the whiteness awaits with passion for the coming wedding of green…..
....all I learned at the inside of a class-room,
I soon forgot upon stepping outside,
where fire and ice are but enigma’s of past riddles,
and I wept at seeing the beauties of wood….
”....work smart, work safe, and live, to work the wood….”
-- --frank, NH, http://rusticwoodart.tumblr.com/