Blossom falls like spring snow,
on the fresh grass,
and the birds sing around it.
Dark water and bright sky:
a perfect couple!
Forever they will live far and near.
I wrote this poem after a cycle ride on a lovely spring day.
The blossom is like the confetti at the wedding of the dark water and the bright sky (the water is near and the sky is far, but they are together in the reflection) – the birds singing is the choir at the wedding, and the fresh grass is where they have their photos taken!