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Y'know, I really hope I can pull off the cool mysterious deep writer persona. That'd be sick.

Message to Readers

Playing with trying to make my reader feel and see from the perspective/picture I paint them.

Cherry Blossom

March 11, 2019


High up in the branches,
swaying with the wind.
Soft summer breezes whisper their sweet secrets to you.
The buzz of little bee's remind you of a song that can only be hummed.
The earth's peaceful pulse pumping in your heart.

The branches keep you up, all day;
all night.
Your smooth petals absorbing the sun's warm light. 

Your beauty is incomparable to all of nature.
Your sweet blossoms filling orchard's air.  
Sweet and dainty to the eye,
but strong against the weather.

The rain cannot beat you down,
the wind will not blow you away. 
You fall when you choose.
When you're ready. 

You let go of all you know.
Falling from the tree's mighty branches.
Drifting down, down, down. 
To the earth, from hence you came. 

From dawn till dusk you make a journey,
leaving life behind to meet the warm soil.
You watched bee's buzz by, children play, animals hunt.
Today is your day,
to grow into your own tree, with your own branches.
To be home to your own blossoms.

A new discovery, my dear cherry blossom. 

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