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By Katherine using Artweaver on a photograph she took Copyright
The outstretched open hand shows you my heart
And those of people near and far apart
The vulnerable, the needy, the war torn
Let’s contemplate what we can do for these forlorn
When we’re loved we open up and show
The vulnerable true self and undertow
When abandoned we may die in fear
Let us look around and find those near
Trust may be for God and his strange ways
We lose it as we traverse arduous days
But then we never feel the love and joy
That enters those who trust despite deep flaws
Naked we are born and yet are here
Trust in the Unkown and all that’s dear.
