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Hand of a child by dan Rosenhagen Thursday, July 08, 2010 Rated "G" by the Author. Share Print Save Become a Fan Adapting to changes
Hand of a child Life soils our skin, but at day’s end, wash thy hands and they will be cleansed. From worldly events our minds become cluttered, and when we arrive home, wash thy hands and they will be cleansed. When we dream dreams of discontent and awaken in distress, wash thy hands and they will be cleansed. When we are in doubt, then search within the silence of ourselves for the answers, From this the truth shall be found. Then so our soul is scrubbed with tallow soap and its wisdom will shine like a new penny in the hand of a child as his innocent eyes open wide in astonishment. And all that you are and will ever be will be cleansed.

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Reviewed by Axilea MU	7/16/2010

More than ever, we are in need of renewal and a certain purity of the soul. Individually and globally. I believe that your poem confirms this impression. The repetitions give this a piece a ritual feel. Axilea




Reviewed by Eileen Granfors	7/9/2010

I love this, Dan. The refrain is what I tell myself, except I try to wash my brain as well.




Reviewed by Victoria's Poetry & Voices of Muse	7/9/2010

dipping into streams I plunge myself so important are our daily renewals to cleanse in our hearts & spirit to our soul your words always offering... Rose water rinses... Vickie