A woman
Dances alone
Among the trees
In white
Against the pink petals
Of the ancient
Sakura trees

Her raven black hair
Swirling in the gentle breeze
As the petals dance with her
Soft
Fragile
Tender

Branches sway in the breeze
As if conducting
Music to her heart

Her love flowed with her movement
Her soul sang out
Her voice carried on the breeze
Until night fall

Clouds roll in as it rains
The gentle rain falling on the blossoms
But where was she
She was crying
Her tears were the rain

A stone rested among the trees
A gentle rustle moved the petals
Revealing her name
Her body rested there
Her favorite place

So she is seen dancing
By day
By night she cried
As the trees
Contined to play
To her dance of her heart.