We face a day of crossings, a full plate

of unmatched space.  A highway of the

next day, wanting answers before the corners are

reached.  Decisions require a force to continue.

It’s a dry day with an open horizon.  A few thin

clouds too weak to cast shadows.  We strike out.

Moving forward draws deep on the energy of

chance, encouraging ideas of discovery

that more than this exists.

We are like dry fields, praying for rain,

but hurry into tomorrow before today

is complete.

Courage is a blessing when tempered with


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