© 2013 Wil GleesonBE INSPIRED

Wordsmith Phil Roberts nails it with this poem:

NAIL TREE DREAMING

My dream…in every forge a Nagel Boom;
Ironbark pillar in a fiery home,
Where the anvil’s song shapes red hot nail,
And emotion’s force can take full sail,
As Hephaestean hands drive home their wares,
In sculpted forms to skewer men’s cares,
Where joy and pain can reveal their shape,
And expressions of life make their escape,
Where the bond is sealed ‘tween metal and wood,
And the blacksmith knows that all is good.

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