Ode To Hope
The palm
that holds the truth
is
unlined
uncorrupted by evil
pure in its
self
chaste of defiling
untarnished
shining
straining forward
I reach to embrace
an
empty
hand.
Copyright © Jill Martin | Year Posted 2006
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