We
are touched by fingers that sooth us
even
when we are too proud for soothing.
We
are counseled by voices that guide us
even
when we are too embittered to hear.
We
are loved by an unending love.
We
are supported by hands that uplift us
even
in the midst of a fall.
We
are urged on by eyes that meet us
even
when we are too weak for meeting.
We
are loved by an unending love.
Embraced,
touched. Soothed, and counseled...
ours
are the arms, the fingers, the voices,
ours
are the hands, the eyes, the smiles,
We
are loved by an unending love.