You come most carefully upon your hour

One step at a time
One foot before the other
You take each minute seriously.
Reverently you approach the hour of your arrival
Each breath, a prayer
Each step, bringing you closer.
You note the stones in the pavement
As you cross them
You see the panes in the windows
The temperature as it shifts slightly
Along the path
You want to memorize the stars and the clouds that obscure them
You want to record this smell
This sound
And when the clock strikes the hour
You wonder if it will ring forever.

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