An Awakening

by David Kitz

I awoke…
rolled out of bed…
and there they were.
Three nails…
three nails lying on the carpet…
at my feet.

How did they get there?
I have no idea.

Why three nails?
Why not six
or five or two?

What can you do with three nails?
Not much I guess?
Except…

Except…
I know this carpenter
that saved the world
with just
three nails.