These handles on days that go by
Rounded and shaped for fingers
Fingers of light
fingers that gave life
Waves of aging crash down
but your prayer has been heard
yes divinity hides behind those eyes
You can't see it, the world a tenacious disguise
The flourishing of the deliverers
Let their time on earth be blessed
And their acceptance of the mystery
their perseverance toward vitality
For living as they do blesses all that lives
and far from scripture
or the preachers mouth
Is the bed of the lord where dreams come true
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