This moment shall never be forgotten.
Here, now, the first in the endless sequence of
breathless pirouettes that lie before us;
like promised sunsets fulfilled.
This moment will never be forgotten.
The last in the progression of a gently walked trail,
dappled with the pattern of footprints, some solitary.
This moment will never be forgotten.
Like the link in a chain that tethers our past to the unfolding future,
it is the capstone of continuity, a harbinger of perpetuity.
Of all grand moments that I will ever remember
are those that are always next,
that wait like the new woken eyes
of dreaming foxes.
