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A CLOSED HAND By BASIL GEORGE With a closed hand in front of your face you see only the lines of your life in your palm Open fingers fade away in an outstretched hand you see light on faces eyes with smiling lines Through fingers of trees you see moonlight on the sea light shining on rooftops the road a Milky Way You see life in all its seasons Spring birth, Summer smiles Autumn chill, Winter's dark mask seasons children have to stride Children taught the hand to hold eyes not lips that smile the bed in which to lie the cup from which to sip A village trusted to raise a child as its most precious gift family, friend, teacher, nurse the village road to tread You see hands reaching out connecting lines in their palms holding strong in friendship trust in the lines of their eyes
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