Sakura Spring

 

Sakura season burst one day

In a balmy scent of spring

As more than winter thawed and dripped

Perhaps deep within

 

Pastel soft, purpled and pink,

Beneath the pensive blues

Melting the moods of melancholy

In the last of frozen hues

 

In the breath of a single, northern wind

The blossoms came and went,

Seen by a handful, lonesome eyes

For which perhaps they were meant

 

The unseen eyes did forlorn cry,

Why did they go so soon?

Petalled wings glide like a swarm

One hurried afternoon

 

But for those who saw, all time was stilled

And nothing left to chance,

As Sakura’s spring bloomed and died,

Eternity in a glance…

 

07^th August. 2022

 

As a chilly winter limps away, first signs of spring arrived as cherry blossoms seem to have blossomed hurriedly - this afternoon, I looked them in their eyes and an entire evening passed away…