White flowers billow like cloud mass, our neighbor's wall a sight feast.
What equals this in our life, bids us break through in beauty?
Spring buoys us, blows lightness about, bestows fine'ry in search of awe.
Offered for open link night at dVerse Poets Pub using a fascinating Korean form of poetry called Sijo introduced by Samuel Peralta of Semaphore last week over at the Pub. Took me a while to get the hang of it. My neighbor's flowering tree that I pass on my runs inspired me.
