hands in time passing

hands not grabbing
but holding you securely
when you fall
in the seconds of your falling

hands not buried in solitude
but open to meet
when you dream
in the hours of your dreaming

hands not without meaning
but helpful for others
when they need you
in the days to come

hands not cold and stiff as a stone
but warm and vulnerable
when you dance
in the moments of your happiness

hands not cramped as a fist
but striking you tenderly
when you love
in the most precious time to be

klaus.heidegger (13.12.2022)
(Artwork „hourglass“ in the Ludwigmuseum in Budapest)

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