the delicate cherry blossoms
drifted down
to the lotus pond
each one softly
whispering
it’s mantra of “Peace”
on breezes
ever so faint
Hearts call out
in sacred silence
through the beaked lips
of joyous birds
the delicate cherry blossoms
drifted down
to the lotus pond
each one softly
whispering
it’s mantra of “Peace”
on breezes
ever so faint
Hearts call out
in sacred silence
through the beaked lips
of joyous birds