๐ŸŒธBLOSSOMS IN THE WIND๐Ÿƒ: Cherry Blossom lessons in impermanence

๐ŸŒธBLOSSOMS IN THE WIND๐Ÿƒ: Cherry Blossom lessons in impermanence


One gift that comes with our seasoned perspective is the ability to seize lifeโ€™s fleeting moments without hesitation. After a long sail to Auckland, we hoped to relax upon arrival. But with a looming storm, we found ourselves rushing ashore, making a beeline for the cherry blossoms, knowing that their fragile beauty could be swept away at any moment.

In the tranquil gardens of Cornwall Park, the spring wind stirs gently among the giant trees, and the cherry blossoms emerge like whispered secrets from nature. Each petal, soft as silk, is a symbol of transienceโ€”a reminder from the Dao that beauty is but a moment in the endless passage of time.

The pale pink blooms seem to blush in the face of their own mortality, teaching us that in impermanence lies the essence of lifeโ€™s fragile elegance. As the petals gently fall to the earth, they mirror the cycle of existenceโ€”birth, bloom, and eventual return to the soil.

For the cultured heart, the cherry blossom does not simply delight the eye; it stirs the soul, evoking feelings of longing and quiet reflection. The blossom’s purity and short-lived bloom serve as metaphors for the fleeting nature of youth, beauty, and even love. To witness the petals scattering in the wind is to be reminded that the most cherished moments are often those we cannot hold but treasure in our memories.

And as if to affirm the Dao’s timeless wisdom, that very evening a 47-knot gale swept through, carrying the blossoms awayโ€ฆ

๐ŸŒธOde to the Cherry Blossoms๐Ÿ’

Cherry blossoms drift through springโ€™s soft breath,

A fleeting dance between life and death.

Beneath their shade, dreams bloom then fade,

In silence, they leave the promise of grace.

Master Boon๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿ’œ

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