Dance of the Sakura Petals

A

secluded space

Surrounded by Sakura trees.

The wind blows, gently trailing the scent of roses,

Leaving the taste of water and honey in my mouth.

The Sakura petals dance gently in the wind,

Twirling, like little pink ballerinas.

A beautiful white Gazebo

lay nestled,

On an island in the crystal blue lake.

Little,

Stygian,

Slippery,

Stones

Guide you across the lakes crystal waters;

Each spaced to perfection.

Roses and vines tightly hugging the Gazebo’s

Pure white beams.

The gentle gusts of wind encourage the Sakura Petals

To continue to dance, gracefully,

To the songs of the Blue Jays, Robins,

and the bees.