by Colleen Ranney

Created on: January 10, 2009

Offer through the motion

Hands move throughout the word

To mend and bring supply

Where voices are not heard

Though tongue in silent sits

Upon the lips of the wise

Countless understandings

Of hands they recognize

The expressions of the one

Who stands to view this mystery

See not the source of expression

Throughout all history.

Oh what then can we offer

To those with voice discern

Pure silence of our hands

Our language we did learn.

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