Ah-wakening
Water drip-drops from the roof-top
onto the plastic lid of the empty blue recycle bin
It is not raining-anymore.
While lying there, transported,
the drops dripping were tick tocks
of the clock overhead in my grandfathers den
As I lie there, my hearts mouths the waters
falling
back in sleep, absorbed in one wet second
There is no difference between
Now and Then
Some things are worth repeating
time and time again;
rain, reminiscing in rain again
Sleep
And
Ah wakening.
Painting by Nicolas Régnier (1588/1591–1667) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
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