A one fine day of a spring season,
The street was crowded without a reason,
It was usual day for me till that one moment,
I felt like everyone in that street are faded,
Except a shadow it was moving towards me,
That orange light from the sun and leafs of trees gave some special attention to the shadow, i looked up slowly and then i saw you, the fragrance and flowers of Sakura Falling upon you. Chances of seeing beauty like you is very few.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem