A rush of day, swirling movements of time
With check-list tasks to do, and never-ending
Games of life to play, when in the midst of
Frantic catching up, an image flashes through
My mind. No sense of why, but here it is, the circles
Of the past return, whirring like fairies in my thoughts.
The place of peace, the words of hope, the face of
Love, the smile of dreams, transport me to a moment
That is ever here.