"How did you know that was in there?"
Said the boy to the Sculptor
And we laughed
But he did know

He knew the essence of the raw stone
He knew the pressures that formed its rough shape
He knew its grain and the way it would form
He knew the hard parts that yield only to heavy blows
He knew the fragile parts where each stroke must be gentle
And he was patient
Persevering
Diligent
Determined

For he saw the beauteous potential
In that shapeless beginning