The hands of God

Once you place yourself
In the hands of God
There’s no way off
Open hands
That stretch for miles
Not grabbing
Or choking
Or stifling
Just supporting

Everlasting hands
Patiently underneath me
As I run in circles
Created by my own free will
Searching
For my significance
Which is so close
Supporting me
That I forget to see it
Sense it
Feel it
All around me

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