Gripping Hands

One glance

An unexpected thrill

Hands from heaven

casually in view

Sculptor’s dream

-lines and form

But I know…

Worship and adore

Warm, moving

Divinely beautiful hands

Made more perfect by the unaware



“All I ever want is just to fall into your human hands.” -Elvis Costello

*Rarely am I inspired to write a poem, but I’ve encountered hands so heavenly, that I had no choice but to scribble a few lines together to satisfy my need.  If I haven’t done them justice, imagine hands so gorgeous, that they would compel me, Lisa, to write a poem. That’s the idea.