They are so patient to wait for the next spring and time to bloom.
Their power gave me magical power even in cold winter days when I was also waiting for warmth back.
But this year, it's different.
I just envy those which die in winter and revive in spring again.
My father used to watch these blossoms every spring when he took a walk.
But he can't see them any more.
He died and never come back.
That's why I feel jealous for the trees.
It doesn't make sense to have such misfortune.
I know well that life time is limited so we can enjoy the precious moment alive.
We can't avoid going to decay.
It's not special to go dying in the nature.
I'd better comfort myself with the natural life.
I just adore things in nature.
Live and let me live
Like trees in winter
Dreaming of the bloom
THe winter of this year is hard for you.
返信削除I don't know you lost your father.
I say nothing when you are in sadness.
I hope you will heal in nature as the time goes by.
Thank you for the comment.
削除I'll survive as much as I can and time will heal me ...I hope so.
It was your father who you was said in a "Time to say good-bye" for this blog previously, isn't it?
返信削除I pray again from the bottom of my heart that your father's soul will be rest in peace.
By the way, I came back from Hawaii of climate of midsumme (but actually winter) yesterday, but I am surprised at the welcome of snowflakes today.
I was finished with Honolulu marathon in time of the eight hours ten minutes level.
Welcome back safely!
削除I'm glad you are back and get a comment each time.
I hope you and your mates won't catch cold by the extreme difference of the temperature.
Please take a good care!