Softly come The Hands of Wisdom

Softly come the hands of Wisdom, folded in the rain

held in response the eternal in the touch

rain drops everyone a song, a note that hangs

sounding out a harmonic tone

softly comes the hands of wisdom, caressing trees with wind

lifting oceans to the turning clouds a spiraling down

bring ancient voices to the modern man and woman

every epoch of human life lives suspended in the whole

for I have seen from ancient hills the tuurning world of man

and the humble hands of Life, softly come the hands of wisdom

in the natural way, from skylark to distant breezes

from snowfall to the newborn heart

all conceived in the hands of wisdom

expressed in the touch of  Love

Softly come the hands of wisdom

Pause to embrace their touch, for in the hidden is the ordinary

in the sublime the simple path

where we wake from dreaming to the open heart

softly, come the hands of wisdom