Beautiful Hands
November 23, 2011
{Photo taken by my husband earlier this year.}
This is the kind of Friend you are:
Without making me realize my soul’s
anguished history,
you slip into my house at night and,
while I am sleeping,
you silently carry off all my suffering
and sordid past in your beautiful
hands.
~Hafiz
I love this poem! I want to believe that while I am sleeping all my suffering can be taken away. believe! thanks for sharing! ciao!
This poem is so Jesus to me.
xoxo
This poem is so poignant… thank you for sharing this along with this luscious photograph: I have a thing for contrast and with green being my fave color…well, this just takes me to a very happy place!
Also, just received my “you are” card from you today – it’s ‘extraordinary’! I just love this idea and am going to start doing something like this in cards I give to my family and friends. Thank you for doing this!
Happy Thanksgiving to you & yours!
Aundria
Ah yes.