Where Are The Hands?
2-5-03

these moments are like chaff...
we sit at our windows ;watch the world below
make mental notes, maybe even write them down...
but where are our hands?

where are those hands of grace?
where are those hands of justice?
Are we waiting for stones to yell,
Convicting us that cold, carbon earth can talk when we
choose to be mute.

Rise sons of Adam and Daughters of Eve, all children
of the Gentle Christ!!!
Rise and love, Rise and fight with tenderness!
Cast away those empty hours that crush you...
Cast away those empty gestures in your withered
hands...
rejoice that the Messiah has come... he has set the
captives free...should we not do likewise?