Massage Therapy

Her hands

Made thick and strong

From plowing furrows into stone,

By pushing,


Tense flesh against hard bone.

Her hands

Warm-oiled, along

Old achings knotted deep inside.



Half-healed scars straining to hide.

For the surface often doesn't show

The quiet pain within the shell.

But what the skin and muscles know,

Her hands

Can tell.

Judy L. Ness