Suddenly I notice that the incessant
sound of rain, that has reverberated
through these last three days, is not
there anymore. Silence.
Surely raindrops will still be falling
in the darkness beyond this island
of light, enclosed by walls and windows,
but in a drizzle beyond hearing -
a silent, lesser rain only for the sense
of touch if venturing outside,
and I, on my island in an ocean
of night, find myself
in a new world of silence, not of rain
beating down on roof and branch
and leaf and ground and growing
black pools amid the dark,
but of the ocean of night now
supreme, rolling across these hours
separating the dim, eroding hours
that remain of the autumn day.
15.09.2024
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