A dancing bright speck

I walked away from the cozy folds today... trotting quietly across the wooden floor. By the window sill, something caught my eye. A glass paperweight sat there, capturing the morning glow. As a passing breeze rattled the glass pane, a tiny, brilliant beam bounced across the painted sill. I leaned in very slowly, nudging the edge of the smooth crystal with my soft nose. The tiny speck of light quivered... then leapt gently right onto my hoof. It stayed still with me for a long, quiet moment.