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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=459759" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Praying hands</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the whole church kneels to pray<br>- though some of us just pretend to kneel: <br>leaning forward uncomfortably, <br>our ungainly bums only observed<br>by the row in the pew behind –</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the lady next to me does it in style, <br>yet with observable humility: <br>she was taught to kneel, I guess, in<br>Sunday School when she was five or less, <br>and about seventy years later, <br>here’s devotion's lifetime posture still: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">erect, elbows on the pew’s bookshelf, <br>so that her hands together point straight, <br>let’s say, to heaven; counterpointed<br>by the head a little lowered in humility; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and I study, discreetly, these praying hands, <br>subtly shaded by a lifetime<br>in rose, white, grey, yellow, brown, red, blue; <br>here smooth, here barely covering bone, <br>here worn, here wrinkled; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">the rest of her, devout; an innerness<br>which I can only guess at <br>in her lifetime stance; but these hands<br>with their lifetime of a woman’s work<br>have, this Sunday morning, offered up<br>their mighty selves unto their maker God..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When my mother’s dressed for Sunday<br>she’s a stranger to the child in me: <br>dressed in matching hat, gloves, handbag, shoes; <br>not for the public eye or anyone’s approval, <br>but as the public dresses for its God; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and I glance at these hands, which speak to me<br>of prayer, of life, that's way beyond my childish mind; <br>these stranger hands, with more things yet untold <br>than I would know or dare to ask of her.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Michael+Shepherd">Michael Shepherd</a><div class=q>
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- though some of us just pretend to kneel: 
leaning forward uncomfortably, 
our ungainly bums only observed
by the row in the pew behind –

the lady next to me does it in style, 
yet with observable humility:..."></div>
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