When beseeching, Martha had always spoken
with her hands.
"Like sign language-" Her youngest son nodded.
" When happy- after painting, gardening or clay."
Her second son stated.
" When she danced!" Her one daughter added.
And so they had all commissioned a sculptress
after Martha's passing, to create a living and changeable
memorial for their Mother.
" I will fill her hands with earth and Mossy protections
so seeds can grow up to flowers in warm weather!" Her second child smiled.
"I will bring some of her clay pieces, to rest between her hands in Fall!"
Her youngest promised.
"And I can twine a long beautiful scarf- like the ones she used in the Martha Graham retrospective!"Her daughter twirled happily.
One Sunday they came to redress the site and found the ruby red wedge
with flowers spread below.
"A Puzzle? from modern art."
"Geometry, -of jewels?"
" An offering - from an unknown friend!"