That For Which We Wait

ancients first translated

into language the color

of the petals zen poets

grasped the meaning

of the black branch

of the blooming tree

film directors focused

their cameras for

a still moment

on the image

of the flower

at the turning point

of the plot

the first blossom

of the yoshino

blushing wet

with melting frost

in dawn's slanting light

the love waiting  

one spring morning

after the stoic’s

season of hope