Hands That Still Nurture

I've searched

in many splendid seas

and in many rapturous lands

but no one else has your rhythms,

your shine,

your earth.

Only you captivate the harmony from jaded birds.

Only you bring shade from green forests.

You are pure like a sleepless swan,

true like an undulant river.

You give love like an endless horizon,

you are the feathers that blanket my soul.

You are divine, golden, full.

And your emerald hands continue to nurture me.