She twists her hands
Those hands that hold life
And Creation
She twists and folds
Her hands
To paint the skies
Fingers like snakes
She sketches the seas
Nails like chisles
She carves out gorges
And canyons
And craters
She twists her hands
Those hands that hold life
And Creation,
Creation and spirit
She twists her hands Those hands that hold life And Creation She twists and folds Her hands To paint the skies Fingers...