*I have felt it all

The turmoil of my life has absorbed me,

while the winds are still gelid

and the peach bloom is shining surreal in the lurid April light.

It emerged when the curtain of heavy clouds opened

for a glimpse of a moment.

Letters have been written with ink and tears.

Birds have spoken when the first rain after months appeared.

Too harsh is the world to me in many ways,

but in the blink of an eye all sorrows are drowning

between the white petals in the air in front of my window.

Just for a little moment.

Just for now.

This year I have felt it all,

and you have been my only witness.

☙