Angelic hands
Had to spend A few days in the hospital There when I found myself on the bed I had all the time in the world to think Many a hands touched me Some raised me from my bed But among them I found two type of hands Those of angels And those of humans The touch of angels never pained They were the sweetest Their touches brimming with passion to care Their touches brimming with love Their touches brimming with the healing power of God They never painful Their touches raised me from the clutches of the pain Other hands where those of humans Their touches spilled that their hearts were forced to care Their touches were as painful as hell Theirs were passionless Their touches were of masked love But both the touches were my rescuers Neither do I undervalue any of their effort Nor do I underestimate them for I am not in their shoes But unknowingly Heart makes a little wish That those humans find their passions and transform into angels And no more humans be ever found in any field Just ange...