I work slowly and steadily,
as if I were a consistent
drop of water that, over time,
creates a hole in the rock.
I am a prayer of
joy and satisfaction
without stress.
I am like a rock
In deep water;
dark and heavy, but
not without hope.
In sculpting, I tell my story,
with hope that you, the observer,
will begin your own journey of self-discovery,
and in the process, become mindful of
your connectedness
with all humanity.
Words by JinMan Jo
Poem by Pamela Bendio
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