The first shower brings me intense joy.
Love for it never makes me sad.
Happiness -it lets me enjoy and
makes me more pretty.
It beautifies me from inside.
Brings calmness, peace and smiles.
Makes me feel more secured
like in the hands of my mother.
It's pure, let me touch it.
A touch would purify me from inside.
It will wipe off all my tears.
The tears of heaven -they are.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Were it not for the verse form in which this is written, this could easily be about four lines of prose.