The rainfall in June –
the poems I’ve pasted to walls
peel off, but leave traces.
~ Basho
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Of raindrops and dying flowers
Living at the junction of education, creativity, technology & design
Beautiful poem.
It reminds me one of Tagore’s poems:
I leave no trace of wings in the air,
but I am glad I have had my flight.
Your poem has a different tone though.