Beautiful Hands....

For I have beautiful hands..
Long and slender fingers..
Soft but Firm grip...
Pinkish Tinge, in the Palm
Denoting Femininity.
For I have....
Ready to be taken by some one,
Holding them tightly,
so as to Never let go..
For I have..
Ready to be more beautiful
By a Ring of Commitment, in the third finger,
of the Left Hand..
With all promises,
of new Life, and times to come..
For I have...
All set to live
in a new world,
Discovering the another part of me..
Tender, soft, Longing for care,
For I have..
but.. Is this really
what I want..
To more beautify my hands?
Just by Materials??
I can use them to write
or I can use them to operate,
ON a body.. Rather Dying..
I can save some ones life..
For I have..
I can use them to write
the thoughts..
with them they grow..
Far more developed, and far more Deep..
Deeper even than a Commitment..
For I have..
I can Prescribe with them,
and Rather,
can heal a soul..
A sacred power, and a secret desire..
Both are drawn,
in my hands...
I won't just wait, and let them Perish....

I'll make them, Not by jwels, not by materials..
but by the Inner Glory, that I have..

They 'll show me a way to my Horizon, as they are my Guide..
For i have Beautiful hands...........