He carves

have you ever seen His work?

the way His delicate hands

start carving into the thickest wood

the outer layers resisting

giving Him no reason to continue on

He does, as if there is something so great

He can’t leave it behind, forget it

and continue his next piece

softer wood, more extravagant,

some can be used to hold up the

the highest coliseums, the largest monuments

those are the ones worth continuing

worth the work put into them

He still creates these colossal structures

puts them to greatest use, to support many

but He doesn’t leave behind the thickest of woods

the ones always fighting back

as if His hands were the enemy

as if there seemed to be no possible way

of turning these pieces into something useful

you think He gives up?

lingering over, just waiting for the opportunity

to take His sharpest tools, ones that He counts on

to penetrate that thick outer skin

finally working, finally sculpting

as if it were is very own child, He puts

every last sliver of strength into this creation

even if it may not support the highest coliseums

the largest monuments

it will still be used, so the world can see

how His hands create beauty