So I lay my hands, flat, upturned and unhurried;
An open gesture, maybe of surrender,
Showing the absence of anything carried.
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So I lay my hands, flat, upturned and unhurried; An open gesture, maybe of surrender, Showing the absence of anything carried. This again is a beautiful meaningful poem with beautiful simplicity of line 10+++ A finely crafted poem read with pleasure.
Way Lenn, really nice...the concluding lines read jerkingly honest...real poetic talking...10