Moving forward, moving ahead
Pass the corner, holding back anticipation
As you round the bend, passing the ever present dread
Nothing stands still, nothing remains the same
Touch the hearthstone, let nothing be in vain.
You are cheerful, happy to be here
Stepping lightly, never expressing fear
You’ll arrive in the future with this or another name
Moving forward, moving forward
Forward is the constant in this game.
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015