What's In My Hand
What’s in my hand
Remains scrutinized
It pulsates with a power
That illuminates
My pained soul
Brings my heart
Out of its funk
The sideways world
That I can live in
What’s in my hand
Can create hope to me
Bring my life cheer
It remains honorable
Truthful and worthy
For everyone’s soul
Love is what’s there
Pure love is within
My hand holds love
And nothing can tear it
Away, I will always
Hold it, forever deep
My soul now opens
And allows the love
To come right on in
There’s nothing more
Than this that I want
My hand holds
Love above all else
Russell Sivey
Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2012
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