"My hand, pale it may be,
or maybe that's all you could see.
But my hand, like yours, can feel
everything that needs to heal.

Men often say, 'Touch?
Doesn't really matter much.'
But this mighty universe as such,
made its baby steps after a divine touch.

The feel of a baby's skin so tender
reveals you a part of this world's wonder.
A kiss from your loved ones,
could heal your sorrows all at once.
When you're bound in an embrace,
you feel the joy of all heavens and fays.

Frozen with all the winter's snow,
a feel of warmth from someone you know,
you melt into your being and its fire within,
a touch that could melt all your sin.

(Contd..)

- Landlocked Sailor