a journey with claudia

 journeying 

 a thin silver thread

do you see?

the sun found it this morning

before we went to the mountains.

look!

a snail trail. 

over driveway. still evidence 

of determination, haphazard, of travel.

how can it throw caution to the wind

throw itself into the small small movement

one millimeter at a time.

i would give up, i would not see

that unbelievable goal

mapped on summer asphalt and dirt.