It’s the
Sound of rain that
Wakes me up
After
Putting me to sleep
A little while ago.
And I
Wish that I could
Call in sick
From work
Knowing
Just how much I
Don’t want to leave —
To go
Into this place
Where someone
Will need my healing
When I
Am the one who’s
In dire need
Of rest
Of peace
Of breath
Of quiet
And relief
From productive thinking.
I wish I could
Spend a whole week
Just doing nothing —
JaneAuthor 