The Cherry Blossom

The cherry blossom swirls and twirls in the wind

I watch as the flowers shift and turn

Then they tumble and twist, down to the ground

Down, Down, Down

The flowers make their descent toward the ground

They dance around in the air

The air that plucks them off the tree

The air that carries them through their life toward the end

The ground

The tree shakes even more

Something else falls

Not a flower, but something heavier,

Something that plummets to the ground instead of moving gracefully in the wind

A cherry

I pick it off the ground

I sink my teeth into the juicy cherry

I am overcome with sweet flavour

As I am finishing the fruit, I find something big and hard in the centre

A seed