Sunday, May 15, 2016

all keys

your hands are the answer to my hands
the way that keys fit into doorways
the way that leaves absorb the sunshine
the way my heart is always open
when it turns toward
and my hands are full of possibilities
they cannot seem to find any ending
without you
the way they begin each story
with a hopeful prayer
the way they are lifted up
every day
by your love.