“Do you hear it?”

The procession of the drums

It’s a quiet thump

No louder than your heartbeat

Ah, but I can hear it growing

Slowly building

“Listen close, focus”

The moment is coming

The sound in my mind

Taking shape to the rhythm

There it is, I see it in your eyes

The fire is lit

Curiosity is taking shape

“Can you feel it?”

No longer is it only in my ears

A crescendo is happening

Louder, louder

I feel it in my chest

The moment is near

The torch is passed

“Look!”

The sails have taken shape

A countdown begins

Our faith is placed

Dreams put into ink

The present is happening

The past is no more

Our moment is near

The count is deafening

With all this hope

Our time has come

The moment is true

“Do you see it?”

It is no longer ours

It belongs to the sky

Rising higher with the wind

10,000 strong

Constellations never before seen

Twinkle in the night

It is just a moment in time

“Oh, its spectacular!”

But my words still fail to describe.