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Mar 2020
“Yours are the feet with which he walks to do good,
Yours are the hands, with which he blesses all the world.”
- attributed to Teresa of Avila

Yours are the hands
  that cup the rain
  to quench the drought barren field
Yours are the hands
  that sow the seeds
  to fill tomorrow’s empty mouths
Yours are the hands
  that play the chords
  to make a chorus of us all
Yours are the hands
  that pull light down from the stars
  that lift fire from the depths of the world
  that mold the darkness into a vessel
    to hold the quenching fullness of
a single note sung in unison






SuzAnne Wilson Regalia
7 March 2020
Written by
SuzAnne Wilson Regalia  Sonoma, California
(Sonoma, California)   
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