Miles And Miles

years and years, miles and miles... of hands, grasping mine, holding on for a time and then letting go... being grasped by mine, being pulled up, pulling up, held onto in spite of... black, brown, white, and red... male and female, old and young, soft, gnarled, and scarred... hands joining together, backs against the wall, hands that pray without letting go, hands that let go when the time demands... hands that build and take down, that deliver and stand by... hands powered by hearts that beat true and human!