HANDS

This the hello, the very first greeting
This the goodbye after the meeting
This the connection for reaching and holding
For messages passed and dreams unfolding.

This is the safety, the clasp for a child
This the protection when life’s running wild.
This the expression of reaching and giving
Reflecting the work of our everyday living.

Here on the palms, our life map revealing

The Joy and the pain, emotions and feeling.

These are the hands clasped gently in prayer
Connecting, then thankful,
For all that is there!

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Marion McAulay 2011