Everyone feels grief
when cherry blossoms scatter.
Might they then be tears –
those drops of moisture falling
in the gentle rains of spring?
Otomo no Juronushi (late 9th century)
The pathway I marked
when last year I made my way
into Yoshino –
I abandon now to visit
blossoms I have not yet seen.
Monk Saigyo (1118-1190)
Shabbat Shalom!
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I’m not sure anything says ‘Spring’ as beautifully as cherry blossoms.
I agree, George. I look forward to seeing them, each year.
Your photos are beautiful! I like the poems too.