Hands

Constructed to support the sacred

I wrote this one backwards and made a small switch in the order so it would make a bit of sense when I sent out the draft. Or maybe not. I just love the consruction of the human hand.

The engineering of your hands is miraculous.

Fingers deftly grasp and twist and intertwine

pulled from a distance by the muscles nestled at your elbow.

Adorned with the folded petals of each knuckle,

the folded lines of the palms,

the memory of a lifetime in your fingerpads.

Perfectly formed to touch the

radiant unsettled light of

the ever-flowing openness that

comes from the very darkest depths of the earth.