My neighbor, Terri, at the beginning of our little dead-end street, has a gorgeous cherry tree. I took a walk down there this week to visit it. Standing underneath its bloom-laden boughs was awe-inspiring. I found this poem which just about says it all.
Latter summer fall and winter,
You stand ordinary.
Come spring, faithfully, you blossom.
And in pink attire, you beautify.
Inhaling slow and deep,
I capture your scent:
Admire your loveliness.
Your stature like a goddess.
Your limbs aloof.
Your silky petals sacred—too delicate to hold.
Placidly, you flirt.
Appeasing obliviously.
A savage rain,
A whirl of biting wind.
A fleeting existence toppled.
A bed of pink petals—-
Blanket the verdant ground.
I lie down in your remnants.
Posted by Lynne on 05/10/2008 at 11:16 AM
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