The Drunken Leaf

(A leaf expresses in Tanka upon a delightful drizzle) A little splatterI bow with a grateful heartrunning off my skintrickling down to the parched eartha dampness that kindles hope The blessings do poursoaking my soul in delighta warm cool wetnessit seeps into loamy depthsto rise in my surging veins – Narendra Nayak © 2021