Treasure Island

maria sudibyo

(280883 / parist van java)

Art of Hand


The introduction, the greeting
The agreement, the congratulation
The peace maker, the test of power
All sealed in hands shaking

The personality, the state of mind
The building character, the contemplation
The history vow, the future plan
All shown in hands writing

Whether tight, or just slight hold
Whether warm, whether cold
Whether assuring, whether binding
All proofed in hands joining 

The cheer, the appreciation
The approval, the signal
The encouragement, the regret
All raise in hands clapping

The sharing, the choice
The help, the guide
The small baby, the big brother
All found in hands connecting

To caress, to hurt
To give, to steal
To create, to destroy 
All done in hands working

The skill, the fondness
The investigation, the invention
The attitude, the intention
All answered in hands playing

The praying, the waiting
The anger, the defense
The style, the control
All closed in hands crossing

Whether delicate, whether clumsy
The green, the fire
Rough in struggle, smooth in shadow
All felt in hands touching

Submitted: Monday, November 19, 2012
Edited: Tuesday, November 20, 2012

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