You have starlight in the creases of your hands
The landscape of a life
Lived
Joyously Working
The wrinkles of time spent with dirt
And laughter
Touching soft cheeks to wipe away the tears the worry
Holding small hands learning how to fall
How to keep getting back up and trying one more step, no matter how unsteady unsure
Every grain on your skin
An echo of the cosmos
Bounding about in ancient canyons
Built by the breath and blood of the earth