Cherry Blossom Path

Under the sky, so soft and blue,
numbers of cherry blossoms grew,
their petals danced in gentle air,
grace interlaced beyond compare.

Each branch, a stroke of pink and white,
faintly glistens with hues of light,
reflections of the world they wore,
upon the waters’ silver floor.

Sweet beauty gently kissed by day,
elegant trees perfectly sway,
a magical, deep dream was spun,
upside-down life, mirrors the sun.

Blush petals fall in fresh descent,
rose colored visions, heaven-sent,
distinct clear views for eyes to see,
ripples replay with the warm breeze.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

Response to Sadje’s picture prompt on What Do You See # 280 March 17, 2025