water spirit

raindrop windows sound the alarm,
but without the threat of danger.
asking me to awake with simple charm,
each drop to cool my broken anger.

we know each other all too well;
dichotomy of a perfect creation.
rain, born from ringing an eternal bell,
man, born from hearing that elation.

raised together by older might,
our bond is too strong to sever.
such intimacy is a cherished delight;
a union beyond all earthly endeavor.

I am a child of a forgotten storm,
awakened to a world of stolen gain.
Trapped here in this bloody form,
my life is bound by window pain.