Before the night paints the world dark <br />Daylight surrenders to the evening and fades <br />A carpenter digs through the dead tree’s bark <br />Before nightfall a hole has to be made. <br />A hole has to be made before nightfall <br />There isn’t any place else he could stay <br />Since he can’t make the night stall <br />He must fast dig the passageway. <br />He must fast dig the passageway <br />Make for him a warm space <br />Till the sun gifts him another day <br />He once more gets back his happiness. <br />He once more gets back his happiness <br />The thought drives him in the cold night <br />It’s enough if he can just dig a warm space <br />To hold on patiently for daylight. <br />He must hold on patiently for daylight <br />A rewarding time until dawns darkness <br />A warm space he must dig for the night <br />Therein lies the woodpecker’s happiness.<br /><br />Pradip Chattopadhyay<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/carpenter-5/
