Hand

I have hands that have sculpted the world Drawn sand up from the Sahara and dumped it in Rome Immersed itself in the Dead Sea and baptized millions at a time Struck at underwater mountains and sunk Atlantis Blew dark winds that have blotted out the sky Drawn the sunsets and horizons Just to please my eyes I have hands that have the ability to destroy the world But I choose to plant flowers and trees That breathe for the world To create the fish and set them to swimming To create moons that illuminate paths And suns that blaze upon all my creations