Sunday, July 12, 2009
Sakura
The pink petals,
Floats and fell,ups and downs.
They represent myself,
As they disperse admists the wind.
They lift and scatters,
U and me under the cherry tree.
Saying our last goodbyes
As the petals float away.
The dance of the petals,
The rustle of the cherry tree,
The whistle of the wind,
The sadness of the heart, ablaze.
Sometimes i wonder why,
Why the petals wants to fall in deep colours,
To give up in their rooted happiness,
Perhaps to find more freedom?
The stolid cherry tree,
Doesn't seem to miss the petals,
The gazebo is like a nest,
Surrounded by the pure boundaries of pink.
I wish to wish upon the starry stars,
In the deepness gloom of the dark.
Or wish upon the cherry trees,
In the glistening brightness of twilight.
Wishing to die under cherry blossoms in spring,
Cherry blossom season in full moon time,
Sleeping under the trees on Yoshino mountain,
The spring breeze wearing Cherry blossom petals.
Sakura flowers are my best,
That truly represents me.
My heart,
My soul,
And My Life.
Cheng Jin ♥
6:02 AM
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