The Hand takes the brush
to the colour I see,
And the canvas evolves
as a part of me.
I see where I’m going
I know where I’ve been,
I want now to paint
to invite you in.
The hand of the woman
that brings you to me
Is the heart of the woman
I want you to see.
by Sharon Cordes
Words In Motion 2014
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