A tree of hands
a swarm of hands
hands that fly like birds
hands with lifted palms ablaze
hands that graze in herds.

Hands as petals
hands as fruit
hands in a shower of rain
hands that make a river flow
across the open plain.

But hands that welcome
hands that speak
hands that banners hold
these are more than hands enough
to reach across the world.

Taken from greeting cards made by my wife Ruth

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