in her cupped hands

closed

yet through each line in between 

fingers

warmth

the light shining through 

making her hands 

appear as if glowing red

slowly 

she opens her hands

revealing the light inside 

and it is a gift from somewhere

so mysterious 

you could say 

far off

it is a gift she’s given us today

to brighten the world

to brighten the mood

to part the clouds

and twist rainbows around trees branches