I shake..

My hands are shaking.

And from what, I can’t tell..

I watch them


To see if I can see the cause..

They haven’t been held in some time. 

So maybe they shake from loneliness or fear.

Maybe they shake from what’s to come..

The soft music I hear is therapy

I have to close my eyes 

I push my finger tips to touch each other. 

I feel them.

In this moment is bliss.. 

In this moment is peace.