Once again, I found myself back at the Japanese cherry blossom trees without my ‘big’ camera;
Once again I did the best I could with my mobile phone.
I gasped as I looked down the south alley:
Most of the sakura blossoms had already fallen
Creating a magical world of petals and light.
In Japan, people contemplate the fallen petals
As a reminder of how fleeting life is.
The trees on the north side
Were bursting out in pink pops of joy.
Everyone – no matter religion or nationality –
Was united in pure enjoyment of the blossoms.
(Look at the big grin on the face of the woman to the right of the monks.)
Just as I was leaving, the sun burst through the clouds
Reminding me that there is beauty in those brief moments we call life.
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