Each Stroke Of The Hand Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Each Stroke Of The Hand



Giving birth to new feelings,
life to the unborn

Eternity now swaddled,
cradled and warm

A labored delivery,
nibbed forceps demand

Prying out a new meaning,
each stroke of the hand

(Plane To Las Vegas: July,2016)

Friday, September 30, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: writing
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Seamus O Brian 01 December 2016

As the calloused hands of fishermen handled the miraculous bread of heaven, so the smooth hands of the obstetrical surgeon handles the miraculous deliverance of life. A powerful and compelling contemplation.

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