I've had just enough time to... see how life was breathed into the elephants of wood.
Taken in a handicraft shop on the way to the River Kwai from Bangkok.
To carve an elephant
First, feel its might pulsating
Under your finger tips
Feel its gentleness
Feel its strength
Feel its tenderness
Towards its young
Feel its complexity
Feel its friendship
Feel its relationship
With its herd
Feel its rage
Feel its anxiety
Feel its freedom
In the wild
Dream what it dreams
See what it sees
Feel what it feels
Under its skin
Your hand will know when it is ready
When its spirit course through your vein
When tears well up in your eyes
As you touch the soul of the royal beast
