I touch
I hold
I look with wonder
And then I think
Is what I am looking at is for real
I look
And hold again
And I still wonder that same question
For in the holding
And in the touching
The answer is not given
It all goes to show
That one can never tell
And be certain that it is for real.
We touch
We feel
And then we think
And wonder
As we read the story
Of redemption
Is this story real today
But in the reading
And in the studying
Hope springs tall for all
It all goes to show
That for this we may know
That the hope of this book is for real.