Loftily they swing in the breeze,
Their colours spinning off dreams,
Rosy tufts of neat petals
The laden bunches inspire nameless emotions!
As they float down onto mossy
green waters, adrift on people’s imaginations
That churn, lift, pacify the millions…
Partaking of the nectar of their sweet spectacle!
Blossoms of cherry,
Riding on the magic wand of sprightly spring,
Profuse magically on every borough
The buds bared themselves into
pantheon of whorls, spouting their attractive spell!
My craving fuelled by their blinding beauty
When I first laid my teary eyes on their surreal cavalcade,
bending to kiss the waters of the Chidoragafuchi moat
wispy, dreamy clouds of pink, undiminished enchantment!
Once a year, for a week;
They weave their iridescent crescendo
Of pink and white cacophony,
Life catches their unique symphony
With the song of Sakura
On every mortal’s lips.. that shall pass down generations
which espouse snatches of deep veneration,
For love for you, O Sakura!!
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