Circles spread on the surface

Circles spread on the surface

   And disappear in the pool

And do it so lightly - it must

   Be starting to sprinkle.

Where are the grayish clouds

   I should see in the reflection?

Where are the tapping sounds

   And the shift in the wind?

No - my eyes are dripping tears

   I didn't see coming.

Catch them - merciful waters -

   And put them away from me.