art courtesy of leadingsmart.com
These hands separately
Are just our hands.
Together………….. gently … they become the bowl that holds our life.
The treasures collected…………… the special moments
Those memorable events……………… like watching you sleep, then wake…..
Each triumph over the mundane, the petty, the insignificant……..
And over time, this bowl will fill with these – the gems of our life
They will – in their turn – create an alchemy that feeds us, inspires and expands…. Us
art courtesy of Mirlande jean-Gilles
The eagle will watch over this – our precious bowl
Our hands together………………. Our Life
and protect it like the lost tribe of David
Reminding us with its haunting cry
to follow our united vision of a larger grace
Beyond an immediate horizon…………….
copyright –R. Golden 1998 – a wedding song for Lori and Mark –
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