Head, heart 'n hands 'o creator
made coarse rough hard rock revered
Crowds find solace, worshiping
In the hand of a sculptor rough rock gets head, hands and is revered and worshipped by the people. The art and and creativity of the sculptor can make a rock deity. Beautifully crafted and shared. Thank u dear sir.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Interesting words you've chosen to depict the creator, the artist, the poet, the sculptor. Thanks for sharing.
Thank you JB for your comment.