HANDS TO HANDS

From our first breath until our last
we're touched by many hands.
They help us pass through various
and often wondrous lands.

They guide us, teach, offer support
when we have lost our way.
They share our pain, our joy and love
as we walk our Path each day.

When we reach out to find our hands
are met with others sharing,
we learn that we can pass this on;
increase the bond of caring.

From our first breath it's mother's hand
which holds us warm and near,
from there it's teachers, lovers, friends,
and those who wipe our tears.

And when we breathe of our last breath
released from Earthly ties,
it's Spirit hands of Loved ones past
who hold ours as we fly.

Pale Wolf