Just as the Cherry Blossom shares it's petals into the sky to be charished with all those who can love, or appreciate the beauty of the delicate falling shards.

   I will continue to believe in the eternity that we once shared and hope for a new, just as the blossoms of pink falls in an endless stream of happiness.

  If it be in time, distance or speed, I will find a form of love in which we can share in the lost dream of ours, never to be forgotten.

  Just as the shifting of shards and luster can wow the very saddest of souls.

 The feeling of freedom, the wind, and soft crystals of constant radiance, still remains incomparable to you.