TANKA OF THE LIGHT RAIN VOICE~by Alfonso Martínez Pretel

 

 

TANKA OF THE LIGHT RAIN VOICE

Hearing your soft voice,
I’ve reminded the light rain,
my mate on those days
that weeping was far away,
but happiness kept me soaked.

Sometimes, my dry life
longs the most pleasant dripping
among all the ones,
pure, soothing and deeply wise,
because overflows my soul.

Oh, watery words
that were pouring to me then
peace and humanism
to quench a thirst of willows
along rivers of friendship