The morning show the daylight and it show your palm which you can view with all concern. My hand tell me the weight of what I can achieve in my days, only if I do the right thing to bring it to past. My hands are not dead, they can still carry things and do things that I can not imagine.My hands is shaping my world for me.How? I write and gesture with it. I made little things for myself with the same hands. they are tools for making my world.
Leave anything for many days without touching it, then you will appreciate the importance of your hands. The dirt will settled on, it will decay and eventually be forgotten. Anything that hands touches comes alive because we have hope that our lives is in the hands of our creator. I have these hands to create my world.
There is no economic venture that we place our hands upon which will not respond to dexterity of the hand, because the hands will mould it and design it.
My Hands do create my world.