Thinking about soul hands --
-- the best choice for me
was right in front of me,
though I couldn't see for looking.
Going outside, inspired by a storm
and fallen Plane Tree twigs with leaves still green,
They looked like reaching hands.
Waited, not sure, but then
all came clear...what else, I thought?
I went out to choose the leaves,
cast from the trees that line the street,
I bent to choose, them and carried them
off with pride, and a
passing wise man smiled.copyright Monika Roleff 2005.