Circles, Squared

Look, I tell you
it’s all here—forty-seven
metallic squares singing
in perfect orbit

Have you ever watched
illusion build its nest
in the corners
of your eyes? How
carefully it feeds
on what you need
to see?

I don’t know exactly
what makes circles
spin their silver prayer
but I know this:
the world bends
for those willing
to believe in belief.

Which is to say:
I believe in the way
my eyes create
their own wild truth
out of stillness.