Knowing of All

soft hands guide with gentle digits

thoughtful motions come like reflex, drawing out a 

comfort buried deep in velvet skin

whirling depictions of DNA printed on fingertips

crinkled palms caked with soil, forming maps as 

newborn seeds find home in the damp dirt

soft hands care with practiced ease

Warm mugs cradled in tired grips, steam dancing in 

listless streams

somnolent form nestled to a chest

The slow rise and fall of safety filling the lungs of a 

child, murmurs of reverence in sleep

Soft hands trace lines across the canvas of a soul

Carving silhouettes in the skin of existing

Knowing of all, asking of none

Lives tangled in cognitive nexus

Soft hands relinquish tender hold, edification ebbing 

into needless devotion.