There is a thumb on the palm, and another on the foot. This co | Thoughts Hub

There is a thumb on the palm, and another on the foot. This confuses a little. Takes us back to the days when we were monkeys. On the day when the water was still stone, and the wind was a big branch. There are also two eyes under the forehead. Glassy eyes from the days when we were cheetahs. I can return each organ to its mother. Each cry to the animal that created it. And I can tear myself, as I tear a piece of paper. Oh, how mysterious is the hand that drew the bow and threw me. I have two stones in my hand: one I drop on the rock letters, and another break the face of the star.