the puzzle that was part of its making
the tool and the toy hidden in a board of rough sawn wood
the hand tools that lay on the workbench to join its parts into one ….
… I could not help holding it up near a sunny window … to watch the wood’s secret glimmer move back and forth deep within its surface… telling its story of how it grew and caught the sun’s light in its very self …..
before it was a tool or toy … it was tree with its tall head high in the sky and its toes digging in deep in the earth …