A craftsman’s tools and curled wood remnants
Bespeak his passion, his lifetime’s work.
The raw block of wood, his vision, unspoken,
And together they transform his shop
To hallowed ground, a place of reverence.
A moment in time, a single spark,
From hammer to chisel, the fire of creation,
And from the ashes arises beauty.
The craftsman’s hands are guided by skill
And the wood is shaped by his will.