How many times have these fingers curled, these knuckles birthed as mountains? How many times have these fingers pointed?

accusing, explanatory, directionally.

These hands.

Holding a lover and letting them go. Lifting a friend to the sun, climbing this soul to the clouds.

I can feel the blood pulse underneath my skin as I rest my hand on this book.

A life-breathing pause.

skills, failures, love, regrets…

These hands.

Thank You