Rainfall

I woke up early this morning to the tranquil, multiple tapping of raindrops against my window. I was reluctant to get up (I love sleeping to the sound of rain), but I had to memorialize the moment with a single quatrain, so I got up briefly and wrote this:

Morning Rain 

The morning rainfall’s gentle sleeting
Slipped into my gentle dreaming
Her rhythms in my dreams were beating

Gentle tunes that were redeeming

-jwm