A satisfied, dedicated craftsman is happy.
He sings while working—it relieves the monotony.
The mason’s song differs from the carpenter’s:
one hums of rocks, bricks, and cement,
while the other chants of wood, to the mallet’s rhythm.
The painter croons of colors spread on walls,
the plumber pipes like water through a drain.
The electrician warbles high and low, like current’s surge,
while the gardener trills of roses, lilies, orchids.
Their singing crafts a theater in the workplace—
merriment and harmony come alive.
Voices blend; the space awakens.
The owner joins, crooning his vision:
how he’ll transform this house into a home.
