The Boat

Description

The Art says, Once I was a meaty marvel of craftsmanship by hands that understood the rhythm of the sea, carved from the heart of ancient trees. I was built to glide gracefully over the waters, to carry dreams, goods and laughter from the one shore to another. It was a vessel of hope and connection I ferried fishermen to the their daily battles.
But time floats and world changed, Modern vassels took my place. Technology replaced the symphony of wind and water Now I rest here cradled by nature’s embrace.

Without an Oar and Streams,
I became still like my water!
But still… I am capable,
to help a lost one,
who has enough courage,
To cross the pond,
by Its own hands,
With a hope of ..
To meet the loved ones
At the other banks…!!