|Her hands were so simple|
and when she pressed them together
it was as if she made a wish or said a prayer.
It seemed her deepest thoughts were set free to fly.
Winging their way to explore the big wide world of hopes and dreams.
Later they would return and whisper stories of courage, peace and beauty.
Although she seemed stuck in a certain place,
she always believed that she was part of much bigger things.
That's the thing...the struggle to believe.
Even though you seem powerless in certain situations,
it's possible that life is moving in a positive direction,
whether you can see it now or not.