The Sea Is Never Filled

I watch As the raging river’s waters Pour into the sea Wondering Why the sea has never filled All about me The rains keep falling Filling the earth As far as the eye can see It is a cold rain A winter rain A rain that holds No love or dreams Off in the distance I can hear the melodies Of autumn birds They are like me Asking with their sweet songs For the rain to go away Standing by the windows In the homes on the street I can see the faces Of children Waiting for the sun To free them From their wandering imaginations They wait impatiently Tapping on their windowpanes Faces pressed against the glass Watching the drops of water Run into each other All the way to the bottom Before being washed away They wait impatiently To go outside and play But the rain doesn’t hear them It just keeps drizzling On the houses On the windows On the world And on the river That pours into the sea Which has never As far as I know Been filled