I flew round the world

To watch the cherry blossom

When on my doorstep

Ripples ride and jump

Gurgling between alder stumps

Smoothing out the bumps

The silver sickle

Calls meadows back to my

Surely the earth shines

Every open bloom

Welcomes hungry visitors

In exchange for fruit

Springtime soon gives way

Summer marches into May

Savour every day

Blossom’s sweet promise

Held in a perfect moment

Inevitable

Despite the howling

Deep within the dark forest

Buried hope still lies

Between wood and tree

Between roaring waves and sea

Between eye and me

I can’t see the wood

I can’t even see the trees

Right in front of me

Celandine sunshine

Enshrines divine alpine vines

Lifelines intertwine

Silent scavenger

Picking up discarded scraps

Scraping out a life

Weave between the trees

Sail across deep blue bell seas

Dirt upon our knees