The Circle In The Grey

a tiny, silvery, tinkle of brightness invades my world
for precious moments, cherished times.
it hits right in the center;
that place where everything else reovolves around,
circling and circling, around and around,
wanting more, daring to hope, risking dream,
spinning, spinning, spinning...

quiet. just for an instant.
let it all resolve.

it is all just as i left it,
just as i thought it was.
it spills out of a sliver of white light
breathe it, breathe it;
inhale all the shiny, iridescent glows that make up
the circle in the grey.
the circle that it all revolves around.