Wendel whistled while he whittled
He whistled away why he whittled like he didn't have care in the world,
and, maybe he didn't.
For he could see or envision something in the block of wood as he widdled-
"Something" he knew that an ordinary piece of wood could become
in the talent of his hands,
Applying his talent with his time could bring it to be
what only inside his mind he could see-
and so he whittled away while he whistled,
totally focused as his vision began to appear
and become what he knew it could be
something wonderful that only Wendel could see.
Even during the process he knew exactly what to do,
Until the spectacular finished carving came into view.
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