Starry Nights

Sometimes I like to imagine stars as eyes
Giving sight to a blind universe,
Collecting to themselves a gravity:
They shine, burst, flare alive,
Form invisible winds and waves of light
Piercing, transforming, inscribing
Silent night with patterns, strings,
Pools of such enormous scale that I
Shimmer when I gaze at starry nights.

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