My legs are really long and that's cool apparently but I'm totally klutzy. I mean I'm like Bambi. I fall all over myself because I can't control my arms and my really long legs.
One is not idle because one is absorbed. There is both visible and invisible labor. To contemplate is to toil to think is to do. The crossed arms work the clasped hands act. The eyes upturned to Heaven are an act of creation.
