To hope, all over again

In the night,
before the dusk dies and the darkness crowns,
There's a lilting gray that glows,
reflecting in the skin of you

In my expecting dreams
in the hollowness of summer,
in the full warmth of a winter quilt,
in the chapped autumn
and in the brightness of spring

All in a moment squeezed,
all
and some that I manage to keep

And then I see it again
in all that glows for a moment and dies,
in all that glows and brings a hope to life,
in all that brings me close to an end
and yet tells me
to begin all over again