The Sculptor

A child watched a sculptor
All day remaining near
From a block of marble
A lion did appear

A question of amazement
Of wonder he did share
However did you know
A lion was in there?

My child, I must see
The vision in my heart
A passion of the knowing
Before I even start

A parable of teaching
The same for us be true
To learn the ways of God
To see within his view

How blessed be the way
With everything we see
The image of our God
Revealed in His beauty

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