Our hands, though them they have led us to magnificence.

Perfectly constructed. The thumb, essential, part of the team but not like the others.

The leader? May be.

These hands that were raised to be heard, to clear the smoke so we could see.

These hands that made their mark so others could too.

The hands that sheltered your eyes so you could see the horizon and make real that what was yet to be seen.

They held on but knew when to let go.

These hands.

These hands that showed grace and humility so others could be lifted, are the hands that are never forgotten when it was time to changed your world.

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‘These Hands’ are a celebration and a plead to pause for a moment to recognise the potential for joy that is held in our hands.

Created to bring into being thought, desire and will. The ability within to create.

To be revered, for a simple move can affect unimaginable change. That power lies within us all.

These hands tell a story of humanity.

These Hands.