ALSphere Foundation
The breath of spring in the lackadaisical fragrant breeze,
Suffusing the atmosphere with loveliness that senses appease,
Tufts of white fluff in an aimless leisurely sojourn,
Nature in soft floral hues herself adorn.
Mellow spring melting the frozen desire of earth,
Dispels the chill filling the void with warmth,
Hanami it is, invoking in people a festive spirit cheery,
People in hordes soak up the sun and make merry.
Pops of pink, streaks of white, shades of crimson,
Sakura in bloom usher in the much-awaited season,
Trees overladen with the opulence of cherry bloom,
The air saturated with a subtle sweet perfume.
Sprinkles of rosy hue on the serene aqua blue,
Sky blushes pink borrowing the sakura hue,
Counterbalancing its transient existence with bountiful beauty,
Sakura is Spring couched in ephemerality
