As the Sakura fall
Cherry blossoms in the wind
Scatter, like the sakura blossom
as it departs from the trees;
Watch the sorrowful branches weep tears of pink, and
bask in the sweet dew of a new morning;
May the sunrise slow, as the creatures of midnight sing
Breath deeply, Breath slowly,
Allow the mist to brush your skin
Like the silken petals, as they fill the air
There with one breath,
then gone again
Dance gently,
As if not a soul looked on,
Feel the wind blow as you become one;
Taste, the dew from nature’s lips,
and smell, the scent of life,
as it weaves, and slips
Do not fight these fleeting gifts
For they will be gone, before you can resist
Do not deny, the morning’s sweet call;
For it will be over, as the last Sakura falls.
About the Creator
Emilia the Bat
An aspiring writer and artist looking for an escape from her day job.
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