"Hold The Hands That Hold You"

Hold the hands that hold you.
Whisper the sounds of love and joy.
Let yourself be free and flowing.
Quietly find the surface between the hands.
The message hidden in the touch.
The finger folds hold the secrets.
The answers to your questions,
there on the wet sand,
leaving the waves to wash them away,
as the water washes the sand
through the fingers of your hands.
The whispers, the touches, the secrets
lookig for the truth.
Hold the hands that hold you.