A hand reaches out

A hand reaches out in love,
to save, to offer sanctuary.

A hand draws back in fear,
containment, survival.

Can we bridge the gap
between fearing for survival
and living lives fully?

Can we walk out under the stars
and understand our puniness
our insignificance
in the glory of the universe?

Can we rest in the peace of the night
knowing we are a part of the whole
nurturing the dust from a faraway star
carried from the beginning of time
held safe within us for a life
passed on to the next creation
when we are through?

Made of stardust,
eternal, glorious, part of an
unspeakable
indescribable
universe.

Hands reach out in love
offering sanctuary.

From fear, we extend our hands,
welcoming the love,
accepting the fear,
living the glory.

~ Robin Slaw

© 2006