Jay P Narain
Cherry Blossom - Poem by Jay P Narain
If I could only paint,
the intricate and beautiful floral designs of cherry blossom,
my mural would come alive with the beauty of nature,
it will be full with the joy of the pink and purple buds of heavenly creations.
A few months ago, the tree was standing bare and shivering in cold,
now it is full of pretty blossoms as if it has been just created by God,
The evening moon makes the blossoms look like shining gems embebed in silver,
the red gleam of parting sun over the lake gives it a golden aura to ponder,
If I could only capture this sight with the bristles of my paint brush,
It would be the only chance of my lifetime to paint such a marvelous masterpiece.
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