Poem -

Petra sends a poem to Steve and me today. I place it here, because I feel it can be helpful to everyone. Enjoy!



It is written by Hans Kruppka



In your hands...



I lay myself down

In your hands

Like in a bed of rose petals.



Your tenderness

Is the air

My soul breathes.



Your embrace

Is the garden,

Where miracles do happen.



Your eyes

Have the look

To see into the heart of life.