The water on the window
rolls down the long glass pane,
and taps against the barrier
of my peaceful morning.
Inside is dry and known,
the rain a membrane like a womb.
It beats irregular over the noise
creating space and clarity.
To be able to choose
to go to a room
with pouring rain an amenity
No silence, only raindrops
no noise, only rain
would be the ultimate luxury.
