Mothers Of Sculpture

Nature is the mother sculptor

Land is the mother of sculpture

Man is merely an interpeter of forms

Carved by these through tide, storm, and rain!

Mothers of Sculpture lead the way

They are paired as a couplet

A dominant duo that rule over the earth

With a mighty double fist!

Two is better than one

Twice the effort, twice the work

Double the glory and wonder

That we seem to catch sight of

Or hear, or feel of

Each and everyday.