At every room in the house the sound of rain is tapping.
Like the echo of us trying to tap on the wall
to see if what is on the other side is listening.
How what’s outside us is there, there.
How it doesn’t want in. With an open window
it is still content with leaves on the ground.
How nature always is content
With itself is a wonder
Lovely repetitions, here
You have captured perfectly the mood of Vancouver, BC, today, on Osler Street.
Very glad to hear!