A LESSON FROM MICHELANGELO

He was the greatest sculptor of them all. He seemed to see within the marble block In full reality the form he sought. He labored long with chisel and with maul, And slowly from the huge and shapeless rock He found the thing he first had hewed in thought.

Each one, we know, not only can but must Take up a task. As Michelangelo Removed the waste to bring his thought to light, We too must chip, and sweep away the dust To find that which we seek. Each hammer blow Removes an error, puts a lie to flight. The perfect man appears; our work well done. We see the form of God's beloved son.

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