How exquisite, that moment.

You, entered. And life began.

One moment. One chord.

One shot. One prep.

One dig.

One mix.

One trick.

One flip.

One meal.

One ollie.

One mat.

One bridge.

One fall.

One clamp.

One outfit.

One melody.

One hot-pot.

One spike.

One sideout.

One beat.

One moment.

This moment.

That moment.

Every day, every hour, every second. I breathe you, and your glory.

This moment. Every moment.

Every single precious moment, you live, a life less ordinary.