The day-to-day
The ebb-and-flow
Cuts and layers
Excise and sediment
Build upon the I that was
Carve away the I that may
Remains the query
Who directs this knife and trowel
But the whim
Of tide and wave
The day-to-day
The ebb-and-flow
Cuts and layers
Excise and sediment
Build upon the I that was
Carve away the I that may
Remains the query
Who directs this knife and trowel
But the whim
Of tide and wave
Such delight
It seems
The artist took
With godly visage
And none too small
The chisel hammered
With whimsical caprice
A fitting ode to Gods
Whose whims become
The stuff of legends told