Vovó

In silence,
Sitting by the old little pond
I pour over some Ryokan verses
As arrows fly nearby
I let myself by drained
By the savvy mosquitoes
While memories of you
Keep rushing in
Our last goodbye was full of grief
And your eyes were tearful.

Carps dance quietly in front of me
As quietly and swiftly as time goes by
As fast and irreversibly as life flows by
Though I shall never see your eyes again
They become very much alive
Every time I check the mirror.

In silence,
Sitting by the old little pond
I can see you everywhere.