Value

The Artist

it was a worthless
piece of wood
thrown carelessly
in a pile of rubble
and destined for the fire

none would consider
that it could become
anything of value
but he
saw something different

carefully taking
the splintered wood
in his rugged hands
he set
to work his design

skillfully chiseling away
the rugged edges
and forging carved beauty
in the remains
the work of art began to take form

it was a labor of love
and he did not rest
until he was finished
and after relentless, meticulous toil
it was finally complete

he raised his masterpiece
toward heaven
tenderly admiring
the work of his hands
and whispered, “it is good”
breathing life upon his new creation

he is more than a carpenter

he is an artist
and a creator
transforming what is ordinary and useless
in the sight of the world
into something of infinite value

 

poetry by j.e. fernandez

Photo Credit: Carpentry Workshop | IQRemix | Flickr

Precious Things

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Nothing this side of heaven is permanent. It’s in vain that we cling to that which is destined to fade away. What’s most precious to us gains far greater value when given away.

Source: Hold on Loosely

Photo Credit: Flower and open hands | Flickr – Photo Sharing! by einstraus