3 AM

3 AM

I am awakened by the faint sound of rain

I come out of my sleep and sit by the bed

The sound invites me to come outside

The cool and moist air swirls around me as I open the door

The rain is light and continuous

Its soft sound competing against the sound of civilization

Eternal sound against temporal sound

The mechanical sound encroaching on the natural sound

My neighbor’s lights illuminate the rows of trees

Some new, some here for much longer

The modern sound overwhelms the eternal sound

I retreat inside where the modern sound doesn’t penetrate

But neither do the eternal sound

I am less for this.