O P E N
H A N D S
A broken knuckle forces me to open my hand
and to watch where it goes and what it does
Good timing I suppose
the ax is being sharpened
In anticipation of next week
the songs of Open Hand have been in my ear
And then this morning I'm invited to hear the Twin's tale
as an opportunity for the open hands of peace
Soon I'll be needing to open my heart and mind and future
to where my hands have been and should be
All I know for sure is that things will be better
if they stay open
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