In the earliest moments of morning,

Long before day decides to dawn.

I lie awake in my bed.

Drinking in the drizzle as it 

Tap dances across my open window 

Inhaling the wet mist drifting into my room.

Cold air hangs above my warm blanket.

Dark.

Shadows creep across the walls.

In this moment

Entranced by the

Simple

Reality of 

Rain.