Sun shone radiantly through Cherry Blossom sprouts.
Awaken!
Eternally so.
Articulation into red papillae.
So soft leaf, propagate beauty.
Burst into existence.
Cerise tinted petals and green.
Curl toward paradise.
Blossom with colorful show.
Nature’s rouge sees perceptions of their pink.
Decorative amore with their pink.
Floral fragrance flows.
They fly away.
Petals dance on wind.
Petals dance on water.
Petals dance until the end.
Tender flower honour my fingertips.
Reach for unknown heights.
First life of Spring.
And when the Cherery Blossoms are gone.
In my mind their sweetness lingers on and on.
Reference is understood. Spring is but a season, yet Awakenings in severe arenas are indeed eternal.
Nice, this stanza:
Sun shone radiantly through Cherry Blossom sprouts.
Awaken!
Eternally so.
Cherry Blossoms sprout with proper cadence to ordained timing.
Tell me about Summer?
Just an honest query. Sue me :)