It is the rain upon my crown,
the droplets tracing down my cheek.
I do not mind—
everything soaked,
clinging,
heavy.
It is water, slow and soft.
No longer the rush in my mind,
the flood surge in my thoughts.
I rise,
and the tiles beneath my feet
a rhythmic piano—
splashing notes,
liquid song.
It
Is
Well.
Splash.
Splatter.
Me.
© E n i s ∞ r
song: Blu (Tokyo Philharmonic Orchestra) – Ryuichi Sakamoto
