Thick skinned hands peeling like potatoes
If I...
Pull them back
Slowly remove these layers
Of dirty skin
Smelling of earth and rain and sage
I find the sin
The damp unlit room
Covered over by palms tight
Clasped in the middle
Hidden in the folds
Of those hands
This s a very heart warming poem. I can truly say an Amen! to this piece of work. Short but well penned. Thanks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
...amen, may this beautiful prayer of your cleanse us of all our sins...