@Quarts 1 June 2022 more from that month

Will you have mercy on me? I got soaked in the pouring rain. The sun was just setting when I set off. I got wet from the rain and it was cold. I am cold. I didn't mind that I got wet. I'm covered in mud. I did not give up walking. I came to your door. Do you have mercy? Don't you open the door? Are you very angry with me? The paint on the wooden door is peeling off. My nails are scratching your door. It's twilight outside. Owl sounds. A light wind, cold and loneliness. I insist, you know. I won't be back until I see the pity in your eyes. Will you have mercy on me? Because I'm human. Because I have the luxury of making mistakes. Look, I'm at your door. I am tired, hungry and sleepy. I want to see the dew falling on your eyelashes. I want to feel your warmth. I want to see your heart. Won't you have mercy on me? Why? Didn't you ever make a mistake? How many times do I have to come to your door? Did you break the gates of mercy? How many years has it been since you left? Without you, I am quiet and alone. Will you have mercy on me? Can you see me from where you're going? Can you see my fingernail marks on your door? I'm waiting for you at your door every year. Photo: Mikey Dabro pexels.com