My thoughts ...

In a stream flowing under the cherry-blossoming bank While scattered and cuddling Petals gathered and thoughtful feelings It seems like we are talking about memories of flowers blooming. While the water surface moves in the wind Petals who are moving away Without saying goodbye too To be swept away From small tributaries to large mainstream While being swept away People like cherry blossom petals Will it be somewhere drained? Apart from this world In an endless world Will it flow away? If the heart even lives while you arrive To those who like it but they like it Even though I can tell my feelings ... The poet ~ Now person ...