I stood beneath a cherry blossom
The soft petals raining down on my soul
One pulled me into view
Had it clambered for my attention?
No. I don’t think so.
I stood beneath a cherry blossom
The soft petals raining down on my soul
Suppose it wouldn’t do, all to fall at once
Slop like dead fish from a bowl
Delicacy requires choreography
I stood beneath a cherry blossom
The soft petals raining down on my soul
And why wouldn’t they know
See the result of their perfumed snow?
And yet, how hard to see from afar
The twirling blossoms that we are