Sculpting

Michaelangelo
(superbly named!)
saw David imprisoned
in marble.
He chipped and chipped
away the bits
that were not David,
setting free the beauty
he alone could see,
pulling back the veil
for lesser souls
to share the glory
eternally present,
close as their heartbeat,
and yet beyond their reach

Dear God, are you a sculptor too?
Is that why it hurts so much?