I greet you with a hello.
You have not a word ...
You just reach out to my hands
   And grasp them.
That's all.
That's all the words we need:
Just the human touch
   Become divine.
Some would say you are reduced
   to just that.
But you are released
   to just be
And take comfort in simple hands.

©2010, John A. Mills

published in Shot Glass Journal Issue #3