The great Sculptor started his work,
Gathering earthly matter ,
Carving and giving a shape..
To form a Unique sculpture…
chiseling the minute details,
spraying in colourful sprays..
Intricately decorated and decked,
The adorning figure was well-kept..
Pondering for a while,
He infused in the sculpture some life ,
the image appeared blue with the azure of the sky,
The Mind became free-flowing and shapeless as the colourless water ,
The heart was filled with emotions and love like the flames of fire,
carving stone was the earthly matter
and the life was formed from the soul of the air…
The ideal sculpture became real,making the dreams of the sculptor true,
Imbibing the elements of nature in the beautifully niche statue,
with the essence of universal value,
semblance of his own sculpture,
The great sculptor touched the lifeless art,
To infuse it with ominous life..
The transformation changed the universe,
inhabiting the world with humans…
He still gazes at the real sculpture,
Was he wrong in balancing the factors…?
The treasure he inducted in his unique work,
Will it reach the eminence in this strange world…?
soumyav 