A Forgotten Moment

What is WolfCast?

Literary performance, essays, and spoken-word confessions from an author known only as Woolfinius Jackson Whürl. A voice from the Dust Meridian, reading the pages he never meant to send.

One afternoon in the fall
I went for a walk in the sun
As I stepped through the grass
Leaves crunched underfoot
And spider webs glistened in the distance
The smell of cedar hung heavy and sweet in the air
And I asked myself how one could capture
The majesty of that moment
The brilliance of the sun
The freedom of the day
The quiet of the woods
Broken only by the distant squeak
Of swings punctuated by the
Laughter of children.

The answer is:
One cannot.

Experience each moment
To the fullest.

Take note,
For memory is the only possibility.