1983 Alcalá

Holding Hands

Desperate fingers delve into a cocoon of warmth (Our Father, who art in Heaven) Nerves tingle, skin sighs (Hallowed be Thy name) The message is massaged into the hand of one from the other (Thy kingdom come) With soft caresses and loving strokes (Thy will be done) An Embellishment of faith Communicating through the language of touch (For Thine is the kingdom, the power, and the glory) The message needs no interpreter (Now and forever) All is safe (Amen)

Yolanda Lewis

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