Saturday, April 16, 2011
Now, the storm of falling cherry blossoms is dancing.
It is like a dream.
An encounter ... a parting.
Only one week... However, the ephemerality is enough itself.
Pleasure to wait for the next year.
Virtue to know moderation.
There is always you there.
So far, and from this all the time.
A new season gets closer to the other side of the gate...
散る桜 残る桜も 散る桜
scattered SAKURA remaining SAKURA either will scatter SAKURA