one point

i am
this
one point,
where dots connect,
where lines meet,
where circles converge,
where spirals vanish,
where spheres are held
as they grow, or begin,
where time falls
into another world,
where movement feels
like stillness,
where being becomes
becoming,
where doing becomes
nothing
but this one point -
a snapshot
of what was
what is
and what could be,
the tipping point,
this one point
of no return.