Touch The Hand Of God….

Touch The Hand Of God….

A Poem by Morning Star

Touch The Hand Of God



These old arthritic wrinkle hands are filled with the 

 
DNA of Life
 
And one day soon will soar through the clouds and
 
Reach the heavens and touch the
 
Hand of God
 
These hands were small and when I bent down to my knees at night my hands

Fold into prayer and asked God to let these hands learn to write
 
And these eyes to read, let my hands help me survive and as
 
They bloom eons pass, grasped pen to paper
 
 Engraved each line
 
With the pain and sorrows and a few blissful memories time allowed
 
These hands to touch
 
These old wrinkle and swollen hands once caressed her newborn
 
Sons and daughters,
 
These old ugly hands cooked and scrubbed floors and taught children to

 Fold their hands in prayer
 
"Oh how these old hands trembled and shook when they buried the only parent
 
In life, and folded into prayer when buried a spouse
 
These old wrinkle hands folded into prayer every night

Asking God
 
To sent an angel to this lonely soul and let it tasted true love
 
 For the first time in her life
 
These old and clumsy hands have worn a symbol of love for
 
Twenty four years these hands have

Held her husband and
 
Wiped his lonely teardrops from his
 
Face,
 
These hands have held the hand of fake and true friendship
 
They have caressed once more a
 
New born son,

These old hands have worked its fingers to the bones
 
Keeping me alive, they feed and dressed me, fix children’s cuts

And bruises
 
Console them through storms

Of sorrow
 
These hands have been a blessing from God...
 
My hands are my survival tool they fold as one and pray
 
Since the first day I discovered

My set of tiny hands
 
Now these hands are old arthritic

 wrinkle and weak
 
But they’re filled with precious

DNA of Past,
 
Present and future times of life
 
These old hands will soon soar to the heavens up above
 
And touch the hand of
 
God….
 
.

Copyright by Yolanda Hernandez

Aka Morning Star 06/25/03 
   



 

© 2017 Morning Star


Author's Note

Morning Star
My hands and God have been my tool of life, from the first day I become aware my life
Depended on my faith and prayers to God and my hands to survive

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This is such a beautiful and inspiring writing; God came into my life early and I relate to this totally - having God in life is the best gift a person gets in life! Barbara Kasey Smith

Posted 3 Years Ago


awesome piece which I take to heart. thank you for sharing.

Posted 7 Years Ago


A very beautiful and moving poem. I love it!

Posted 8 Years Ago


Very touching and beautiful....

Posted 8 Years Ago


Beautiful words took me on a very good journey. Prayer allow us to sent desire and hope to heaven. Each of will fall. Need faith and love to keep us on the right path. Thank you for the beautiful music and great wisdom in your words. A outstanding poem. The second time was better then the first time I read.
Coyote

Posted 8 Years Ago


You are amazing..this beauty touched my heart and soul..xx

Posted 8 Years Ago


touched my heart with this one you did.......absolutely beautiful and full of grace.....

Posted 8 Years Ago


This was such a inspiring poem, one that blessed me in a wonderful way! Excellent!

Posted 8 Years Ago


Beautiful photos and words. We are taught to pray by wise Elders. Need to teach love and the benefits of prayer. Thank you for the amazing poem.
Coyote

Posted 8 Years Ago



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