Invisible hands <br />Have sculpted this land, <br />Mountains and trees <br />And all that you see <br />Were sculpted by His <br />Invisible hands <br /> <br />Invisible fingers <br />With each touch linger, <br />And carress their creation. <br />His only motivation <br />Is the beauty that He knows <br />Is yet to come <br /> <br />A faceless artist <br />Distorted by the mists, <br />That cloud our minds, <br />As we search the skies. <br />We could see the sculptor, <br />If we could clear our eyes <br /> <br />He has always been there, <br />And he always will <br />A nameless sculptor <br />With immeasurable skill <br />He doesn't mind, <br />When we don't understand <br />The things that he does with his <br />Magical, <br />Incredible, <br />Invisible, <br />Hands<br /><br />Giovanna Marasco<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/invisible-hands/
