i hear the echo of rainfall through the bathroom’s window

it calls me, it draws me

the curtain
as I gingerly lift it
reveals yet another world

relentless, torrential

as if
it wasn’t just a mere inch of glass separating me
from
the fury
of nature’s storm

the moist air greets me as I emerge from behind
my bedroom door

curtains a-flutter at the window left ajar in the study room

rainfall echoes throughout the house
it’s knocking
a-knocking on my windowpane

something is knocking at my door
begging for entrance

sharp, stop, stutter
pit pat pitter patter

my room is cold
it seems to be rainier than the rain itself
shhhh-hhhh-hhhh-hhhh-hhhh-hhhh
it calls

the notes of disney’s lullabies tinker
from my phone’s over worn spotify playlist
it’s incongruent and hugely disconcerting
against the pitter patter of the rain

shhh-hhhh-hhhh-hhhh-hhhh-hhhh
it calls from the cracks of the sliding windowpane
demanding entrance
into my enclave

i hear the barely muffled whisper
of the night’s call

the sliding windows open
moist air greets me
the unreality of rain on my hand

i cannot sleep
my mind is full of marbles
and my heart of pop pop pellets

i cannot pay no heed
to nature’s call

therein comes a lull

the lullaby emerges
again
melodiously

the storm has abated
momentarily

i shall try to sleep.