The Voice

One rainy day, I found myself pausing at a place where I would ordinarily pass by without a second thought.

From that seemingly ordinary spot, a sound reached my ears. It was a beutiful melody like as Suikinkutsu(water harp).

As I listened intently, I realized it was the sound of rainwater falling into a drain.

This exquisite sound, which I would have missed had I not stopped to listen, reminded me of the voices of invisible people in our society—certainly exist, yet often unnoticed unless one makes the effort to perceive them.