The Drunken Leaf

(A leaf expresses in Tanka upon a delightful drizzle)

A little splatter
I bow with a grateful heart
running off my skin
trickling down to the parched earth
a dampness that kindles hope

The blessings do pour
soaking my soul in delight
a warm cool wetness
it seeps into loamy depths
to rise in my surging veins

– Narendra Nayak © 2021