Sculptor


 Sculptor

  

There was a huge rock, somewhere in the country huge enough too content a whole horse inside. And indeed, the beautiful horse was there living its life inside. All tired from loneliness. And, desperate to find a freedom, and companions. And there is a sculptor. Gifted with his hands, and intuition, able to see a Horse trapped in a rock. Able to free it yet so soft hearted. “Chipping out the pieces will cause so much pain to the Horse. Do I have a right to help him to break free knowing how much pain is involved?” 

 And the Horse inside thought; “I know it will be painful process to became whom I really am”. Am I ready to accept the price? 

 May be if they talk, they will find a common way

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Andrzej,s Qigong embrace all  physical, intellectual and emotional

 aspects of life .  


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