Marcellino Carlo Poems
1000 Cherry Blossoms On The Sakura
The heavens birth a hue of radiance that
is flawed against your delicate mastery.
Gentle petals dance in the guise of the geisha
Ever flawless ever innocent. These soft
kisses encircle your unmatched beauty.
Here is a gift from nature, lady Sakura.
Shower in it's 1000 cherry blossoms
There is an unexplained hole
to which I cannot fill not relieve.
I have woken up with it every day for as long as I can remember.
A deep emptiness that consumes me.
It knows no rest.
You will not understand.
Your words will cannot still it.
Your churches cannot save it.
Your God cannot salve it.