By: Amoureax Amant
I saw tree branches in full pale pear blossom,
willow streched out hand, catched snowflake from dome,
and mountain dressed pear bloom dress like snow white,
watching snowflake came like dream at daylight.
I walked on stone stairs buried beneath snow,
crossed through chestnut, evergreen and willow,
and came to attic where there's nicer view,
watching tree branches in full pale crystal dew.
I followed footprints down pale hair mountain,
farewelled snow mountain hid in snow curtain,
and watched pale grass knelt down at mountain feet,
in drifting snow whitened grassy old street.
But never I forgot sight in attic,
and trees in full blossom with rain's music.