I am sitting here and listening to the rain outside. It’s sloshing, yes, sloshing against the window panes….the water is coming down in sheets and the wind is turning the chime on someone’s balcony into a frenzied single instrument sonata.
A few minutes ago I got up to close the window because the rain had started again and things were being blown around. I looked out the window first and noticed that the fountain in the courtyard had overflowed…flooding the courtyard. Inside the deeper end of the fountain, there are thick cherry blossoms. Its quite striking, actually. The only light, coming from the moon reflecting off the thick layer of pinkish-white petals that are being driven together in a blanket atop the water….
And I think to myself that it is such a sad thing that tomorrow, the cherry blossoms we had for such a short time will quickly turn brown…and the tree has been stripped of it’s spring…
And the rain, it’s sad as well…so angry sounding and yet so impotent. I keep hoping that for it’s own sake, that it will break through the window and flood the rooms of my apartment…I keep hoping that it will win the war it is waging against my building…that nature will triumph…such fruitless rage….
Save the tree blossoms and some small branches from the trees, it won’t win….and even after a long night of such profound effort, tomorrow, the rain will stop and the water will disappear in the light of day. The discarded food wrappers that have been carried away by the small-scale flood will return from their hiding places in short order…
But, for now…there is comfort in knowing that nature will continue to argue with us a bit…keep us from getting too comfy in thinking that we can dominate the earth…harness it. So, I will hide inside and mourn for the crushed cherry blossoms that will soon turn brown and be swept away by the man who is responsible for keeping the pool clear of what debris may come…and for a while, this night will stay with me…and I will be reminded that I am not in charge of everything…and that calms me.
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