Monday, November 24, 2014

River run


How, as I gather them,
the veins in leaves take blood
through these old hands.



4 comments:

Jan said...

William...your words are so beautiful.
I see strength and beauty in the hands of the elderly. For they have given much love and comfort with touch and wiped away many tears~

William Michaelian said...

Truly, it is a study I will never tire of. Thank you, as always, Jan.

Lorraine Renaud said...

Your words bring me relief, relief that getting old can still bring magic, I love the way you study and love the good, the bad, and the ugly ...I need to be.

William Michaelian said...

Thank you, Lorraine. In fact, I think aging is a form of magic itself — or, more accurately, that it is part of the magic that is life....