Invisible hand

With this invisible hand, 

you prove your love with every move.

You love me too much,

to not let me through. 

So, I shall sit on the fulcrum of your contradictions, 

rest mindfully of the pinch.

Knowing full well if I should fall,

it will be into the palms of grace, 

through a veil of tears. 

Behind this veil is the greatest gift you could give.

And it’s not only me you’re giving it to. 

It will blossom beyond the field of view.

Out beyond the field.

With this invisible hand; 

with the grace of this invisible hand.