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.
sweet pink blossoms burst
red spring buds have spread their wings
my heart is reborn
Poetry at: dVerse
lovely poem and music to go with it
Thank you Rog… 🙂
The burst of cherry blossoms puts a spring in my step too, Rob! Sadly the sweet pink blossoms on our tree will never be cherries.
They are cherries for your soul Kim… 😉
Oh.. this is wonderful, and I do love the promise of cherries, though I think the Japanese one is pureley ornamental.
Thank you Bjorn. Not up on cherries, but I think you might be right… 🙂
There is a huge orchard nearby that produces huge black cherries — delicious!!
A beautiful image and a beautiful sentiment of hope and packaged perfectly 🙂
Thank you Shirley… 🙂
Envious. You’re waaaay ahead of us. Haibunilicious work, Bro. Thanks.
Thank you Ron. I needed to sprout something positive today. Glad you liked it my friend… 🙂
You evoke the poignant arrival of Spring so vividly, Rob. Nice one!
Thank you Frank… 🙂
Peaceful and serene.????
Thank you Melissa… 🙂
This is so beautiful, Rob. The feeling of hope throughout truly inspiring and uplifting.
Thank you Cris… 🙂
“a lightnesz of spirit”
That’s exactly how i feel when our poui are blooming
Wonderful haibun Rob
Much?love
Thank you so much Gillena. Much love to you my friend… 🙂
This is beautiful, Rob. I cannot wait to experience this
Thank you Dale — I love this time of year here in the Pac NW, second only to Autumn. Summer, because of our milder temperstures and lack of humidity, is my 3rd favorite season, though right there behind Spring and Autumn. Winter is my least favorite. Too much rain, but the quiet blanket of the Winter rains makes the perfect environment for my writing.
I love that idea of the red buds spreading their wings!
Thank you Jane… 🙂 I have always envisioned it that way, since the first time I saw one of our Japanese cherry trees opening their buds into blossoms many years ago.
Your haibun is a song of spring.
Thank you Donna… 🙂
Especially love that last line in the prose! Good one Rob.
Thank you Pat… 🙂
If only, Rob. If only.
~David
We can dream David… 🙂