Inside Out, Outside In

Shadows on an upstairs railing

mimic the slim trees outside

stretching upward

and

the cold clear waters of the pond

mirror the pure perfect blue 

of the sky on this cold windy wintry day

in Maine

and the sun
that floating white light orb
(can you see it?)
is a reflection


entering the window behind me
and flinging itself into
the sky opposite
and bouncing back inside
onto my small head

I don't know if I am
outside or inside
sometimes

xx