You cannot share it Own it Borrow it Steal it. You can pray for it Wish it Dream it Want it. Priceless, but not Everywhere, and not Abundant. Cries from within Echo for it.
Shadows of the past fade. Tomorrow’s promise elusive. This moment, most real, most certain. What to do with it?
Yesterday’s chapters complete. Today’s quite short. How many still to be written? Remember. Experience. Hope.