Cherry Blossoms

I once chanced upon a beautiful forest of cherry blossoms.
After years of wandering in the dark alone,
I welcomed the embrace of the gentle breeze,
leading me further and further into the heart of this bewitching wonder.
Each and every petal sang a song,
leaving me to wonder how I happened upon such delicate beauty.
What am I after all but a hideous weed with
vines that have wilted and withered away?
How could I see so clearly each and every blossom, opening up for me–
inviting me to caress every petal?

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