Life did not begin this year
The cherry blossoms did not bloom this year.
They didn't please thirsty eyes
with their pink petals, full of grace.
They didn't make a place to hide
from burning sunrays.
.
The flowers did not grow this year.
They didn't colour the fields
with their eternal charm.
Their dew didn't sparkle
on the morning sun.
.
The tree leaves did not become red this year.
They didn't fly through the chilly wind.
They didn't fall on an endless road
or a gentle stream.
.
Snow did not fall this year.
It didn't cover the unfair world
with its white delight.
It didn't brighten the darkness
of a cold winter night.
.
Life did not begin this year.
It didn't bloom blossoms of love.
It didn't grow flowers of passion.
Leaves of change didn't land on its surface.
snowflakes of happiness didn't fall from the sky.
.
Life did not begin this year.
It's still waiting
for something to happen,
for someone to appear.
Posted Nov 7, 2022, 8:02 PM UTC