Querencia

12/18/2021

I have finally entered a season of cherry blossoms,

And you, my love, are the apple of my eye amongst the tenderest of the trees.

Through sickness and sorrow, I have waited, tending to the gentle boughs within my care.

How long have you been watching your own gardens grow while I searched among the groves?

I have longed for your company amongst the lilies and the sage.

Shall we speak within the sweet aroma of their gates?

Oh, how we shall lose the hours amongst the kind rains of petals and petrichor!

Your gentle heart has brought peace to my gardens in their everlasting bloom,

But there has never been the sweet decadence of the Sakura before you had rested here!

My garden is here for you, my love!

Rest here and rest amongst the cassia.

Enjoy their fragrance intertwined with the rose and her youthful blossoms.

I have cultivated verdantly for you through the years and pondered who you were

But now that I rest here beside you in my garden

I can rest beneath the Sakura in their gentle sway.