A mighty goddess is the cherry tree,
She stands guard, protecting.
The great wind of Spring,
That touches the soul,
And cleanses the mind with rebirth.
The velvety pink,
Which extends, further than sunlight.
And the petals which reach every corner
Of our mighty Earth.
The trees that dance with the equinox,
And make love to our sun,
Warming us all with its radiance.
The Spring moves with celestial beauty,
Reconnecting it to the great goddess.
The beautiful cycle teaching us
That life, is the greatest of gifts.