The burst of cherry blossoms outside my window, always heralds an uplift in my mood. Their bright blooms bring a lightness to my spirit, that puts a smile in my heart. Their delicate countenance speaks to me of peace and gentle beauty, while the heady fragrance stirs thoughts and feelings of love.
They deliver me from the doldrums of winter into the joys of the unfolding spring, celebrating renewal and new possibility. The time of cherry blossoms is a sacred time of transcendence, to be honored and embraced with gratitude, for the blessing of rebirth. May this stricken world find rekindled hope.
In these terrible days of war, may the cherry blossoms of Dovzhenko and Rakoczy streets, and Pushkin Square, often called Sakura Alley, bloom forth as if in a fantastic Garden of Eden. May it serve to remind the people of Uzhgorod, in this beautiful Ukraine region, that hope and peace, just as these amazing blossoms, will return.
sweet pink blossoms burst
red spring buds have spread their wings
soon will be cherries
Pushkin Square in Uzhgorod, Ukraine
rob kistner © 2022
Poetry at: dVerse