The Hospital of Rain
A nocturne in the blackest light
A synthesized piano plays —
As rain falls hard on streets of night
That shine like mirrors thru’ the haze.
O Window! Be my fearless friend!
Protect me from the dawning dark!
Provide me view of All that End:
My injury — reflecting mark
Of arrow shot into my vein —
Of needle jab and poke and prod —
Here in the hospital of rain:
A portrait of Infinite God.