My Father's Father
A man of stone
Born of the Earth
Serving life
Through strength and artist's hands
He brings high the mighty castle
And conquers the chasm
By a span of mighty grace and mastery
Shaping the mighty and solid of the Earth
Into forms of simple grace
A dot of gold his only shield
Against what swords the stone does wield
Around him hangs a mystery
Answers without questions
A glimpse of what was
Defender
Warrior
Artist
Man
To travel upon a hope
To a land of promise and threat
Forging anew and laying the path
For those who follow and return to him
A man barely knew, but loved
His name to me
And bearer of the title
From my father's father
Through my father
Through me...

Blaz Miskulin
1885(?)-1982

Defender, Warrior
Artist, Man