Transfiguration
I have a special friend
An artist known to starve
He loves to work with wood
Just see what he can carve
I found a piece of flotsam
That just drifted up to me
Didn’t think it had much flair
Wondered what he would see
He turned it from side to side
Then stood it on its head
I wondered where the twinkle
In his minds eye had led
Took out his carving tools
Started to chip away
I watched for many hours
Sure this would take all day
That night to my sheer delight
He gave me his creation
Could not believe my eyes
Amazing transfiguration