In my hands, I do hold
All the elements: new and old
All the universe:sky and trees
Every mineral; all the breeze
In my hands, both great and small
I hold secrets for us all...
Bundled up and out of sight:
Cries and laughter, from the night
In my hands, so full of power
I change minutes. into an hour..
Full of mercy or full of hate:
I see these fingers seal my fate.
In my hands are all the lines
Of those who've sang the cryptic signs
Sacred messengers sealed with love
Hands were made to lift above..