Hands

I should hate to lose them in a freak accident, for they have brought me many covert pleasures. Like hermit crabs, they have leased their homes, rested and moved on like itinerant workers. Leonardo da Vinci was fascinated by hands, he understood that if you could draw them well, then you could shape cathedrals from water. At times, my hands are seabirds caught in an oil slick, then I remember they wash me every day as I wash them, on the other hand when they dance in the air hands are more eloquent then any words.