- Deborah
Day #15, Sequestering
Hands glisten in the water,
Pink, sturdy, clean.
After washing them so many times, I finally see them.
Spirit says, these hands are so capable,
so knowing.
I see them, vibrant in the sunlight streaming through the window.
Spirit whispers, these hands reach out, enfold, embrace.
With everything you touch, let these hands be, and know,
and love.
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