The sakura, or Japanese cherry blossoms,
Remind us that life is short and beautiful.
Buds and blossoms thrive
On the same branch – and so can we if we really try.
The pink froth of the petals
Reminds us that time and blossoms are fleeting, fragile and fabulous.
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One of the highlights of spring is enjoying the sakura
Or Japanese cherry blossoms in the centre of Stockholm.
The sakura speak to us of
What is possible
And of petalled beauty
That lasts only a short time,
Blooming without holding back
And reminding us that life is like the sakura:
Fleeting, fragile, fabulous.
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And don’t forget: Skywatch.
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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