tuesday at ten: a series
Calmness descends for a moment.
Caught in studious concentration,
Each child absorbed in their own world.
There is no Grand Plan;
Just a gentle unfolding -
Page by page,
Brick by brick.
One step at a time.
Hovering in the land of the unknown,
Honing in towards the elusive destination
None of us can yet see with any clarity;
And they read
And they grow into themselves.