Cherry Blossom Season

as i sat on the steps of the tidal basin
looking through the crowds of lovers and strangers
i wondered if I would know him in the light
as well as i did in the dark
would his face reign supreme thru the shadows?
peaking through full blooms heavy with the scent of regret

he came to me like the promise of spring
bearing gifts of hope and faith
covering me with his fragrant petals of imagination
like a sea of pink overpowering my good senses
making his sweet words the only truth my ears wanted to hear

here.
i am searching through the crowds of cruel intentions and lies
looking for a glimpse of what was once familiar and sacred

i stumble across my reflection in the water
and for a moment he was there as he promised
the pure essence of his being staring back at me
illuminating the water
warming my soul
touching me the way only the God in him could

but just as the promise of spring dissipates
so did his reflection
as he kissed me goodbye with blossom petals
each one purposeful in its intent to fall into this pool of tears
rippling his image into a unrecognizable form
drowning with him all hopes of my understanding

but if he never seeks me out again in this life
i will always know where to find him
i will hear him in the careless whispers of a lovers lie
i will see him in the awkward embrace of a strangers glance
i will think of him in the space between never and always
and i will feel his spirit in the kindred calming winds

each cherry blossom season

~Asabi