consider the wonder
of the human hand
in all its many parts
the many things it does
we can bend it
wave it, shake it
twist it, wiggle it
all at the same time
we can create with it
draw and paint with it
sculpt and write with it
building works of art
we can open things
close things, tie things
zip things, rip things
we can tear things apart
we can also touch with it
reach out and care with it
holding a hand, patting a back
brushing a tear away with it
sharing our hearts with it
makes it logical to me now
to wear our hearts on our sleeve
since they end with a hand
I made a pledge to myself to write a poem a day for the entire year. Now to follow through. I preface this with a reminder; most of the poems written for this year long project will be done so spontaneously and therefore will not be edited. Bear with me on this. The project goal is to get them written over getting them perfect. Several times there will simply be the poem with no title. When that happens suggestions for a title will be welcomed in the comments.
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A very sweet sentiment in your last stanza. With our arms, we hold babies, lift young children, clap for others as we cheer them on, and show our love with a hug. All of us could add more to this litany and I hope we will...here and in our mind's eye. To be reminded.....is a gift. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteYes indeed the human body is a miracle even though I do not have a religion :)
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