Scene 37: Senseless

The air taps on my window
pleading for me
to open up again

I say
No
I cannot
I’m waiting on
the rain
to wash over me

The air presses against the pane
begging for
entrance

I say
Sorry
I cannot
I’m waiting on
the rain
to wrap around me

The air kneels and reaches its hands
quietly asking
for my eyes to open

I say
nothing
I cannot
I’m waiting on
the rain
to return and bless me

The air laments and leaves
mourning dejectedly
at my reluctance

I say
Goodbye
I could not
I still wait on
the rain
and it returns, from my eyes