Night Places

I'm glazed over
In here
Out there - a mellow, dribbly midnight.
But the galaxies, the waves and the wind
Burst and rip and tear and soar
In me
Through me
In the pupil of the sun
Warm and dark in a face too bright
It is here
That each blink is a drumbeat
A rhythmic ebbing into the endless skies
And in this eruption of blinking drums
I am enclosed
In the sun's eye
And I view the world
Inside

I'm glazed over
And like that, I'll stay
This world, just a frame
Infinity is within.