Thoughts suspended in amber,
reflections of shimmering spheres,
echo the laughter of light,
tiny treasures roll
across the canvas of existence,
chasing shadows of the moment.
As motes dance in the warm glow,
whispers of childhood's secrets
are caught in the spiral,
like the endless stories of forgotten dreams.
Tell me of the nights you dreamed
of starlit wonders
folding their fingers around your heart,
as you sought the elusive shine that never fades.