I watch your hands move in circles today
The way they shape and fold with such grace
You tell me patience is the secret, you say
But I see something deeper in this space
Between the flour and water we create
A bridge across the years, across the way
How do you put a lifetime in a fold?
What makes these moments worth their weight in time?
Your wisdom flows in ways that can't be told
Through simple gestures, yours and mine
You speak of Zhang Ayi from long ago
Who taught you different ways to pinch the edge
Her daughter still sends letters, don't you know?
And every winter makes the same old pledge
To visit with her children, share our feast
Some bonds, they say, time cannot hedge
How do you put a lifetime in a fold?
What makes these moments worth their weight in time?
Your wisdom flows in ways that can't be told
Through simple gestures, yours and mine
(The steam rises, memories climb)
(Like morning mist on mountain sides)
Your friends from every province gathered then
Around a table just like this, you smile
The same warm welcome offered time again
Each bringing something different to the pile
Of stories, tastes, and laughter in the air
That stretched across each measured mile
So teach me one more time to understand
The perfect pleats, the rhythm of your art
These treasures passed from your skilled hand
To mine, like pieces of your heart
For in these folds I'm starting to see
How love speaks best when words depart
How do you put a lifetime in a fold?
What makes these moments worth their weight in time?
Your wisdom flows in ways that can't be told
Through simple gestures, yours and mine
