THE WEAVE:

Under Moonie’s Light,

the Centaur looks

at their healing hands.

They see the crack

where the Light gets in.

"My hands are big!

I have wide palms,
they are a massage
therapist's.

I have knobbly 
knuckles, they are
a writer's.

I have twisting
fingers, they are
a maker's.

I have sparkling
nails, they are
a mystic's.

I have two 
sickles, tattooed,
on the edge 

of my opponens pollicis,
which, with palms pressed
together, tell me When

I am."