A river splashing
under the hands
light, shadow, sound and color
condensated
the soul of stone disintegrated
images seated
gentleness of a peeress
strength of a tiger
silence of a philosopher
sapience of a prophesier
rippling
all things
static suddenly
under the chisel
spaces narrowed
time hesitant
while a sculptor retains
his primitive elementeriness.
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Comments on: "A sculptor’s art" (4)
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Wonderful!
Thank you so much 🙂