Graceful Hands

I watch her slender, graceful hands
Move sure across an empty page
Drawing form and line and breath
From a snowy sea of promise.

I watch her gentle, artful eyes
Find possibility in an empty page
Filled with a creative light
Giving life to simple lines of ink.

I watch her slender, graceful hands
Move sure across the quivering strings
Drawing forth from every heart
A light of lasting hope.

I watch her gentle, caring eyes
Stare fully into mine
And hear this artist murmering
That she still likes my hands.






This was technically my first piece of fan-creation.
Dedicated to my Oneisan, Saun, who writes the best H&M
fanfiction on the 'net. *Hugs*

Feedback is highly welcome. ^-^
Arriagtou