Day 41: Mold in Motion

A single thought can take me abroad to an unknown place I’ve been.

Giving it all can take me across to a place so familiar, now lost and spent.

What to choose is somewhere half way, not to just go and not to just stay. But simply to mold in motion like a block of clay, creating anything we want, shaping our world day by day.

This is the beauty of us, to live for today and dream of tomorrow’s rush. Baking and breaking this bread to share, its our daily food to make us a pair. Waiting for sunshine, two people who peer at one tree together, seeing both our dream and us forever.

Remember the good times,
Julian