The blossom on the trees … a passing moment in time
Heralding Spring and the brightness of Summer yet to come
But fleeting ….
As the blustery wind cast it to the four corners of the earth..
Pink and white .. glistening in the early morning mist ..
Taking its colour to brighten the ground with a mosaic of laughter
Fleeting pleasure .. as our lives can be…
But we must hold that pleasure … entrust it to our heart..
And as the winds of change blow and tear at our soul…
Remember the blossom .. see the beauty .. feel the gentleness
Enjoy …
Have faith in our lives .. and the world ….
Phil Sanders
17/3/08