Midnight

Content
to listen to
the sounds
of your

breath, not like
before, inside
the angst
of midnights.

Perhaps I
am learning
to be settled
in darkness,

to let the night
whisper its dark
secrets into
a starlit sky,

leaving me
wakeful
with perspective
on how small

we really are –
an upturned
snow globe –
contents

spilling
over the vast
infinity
of space.