In the gentle sway of cherry blossoms,
Whispers of time softly unfold,
Each petal a fleeting moment,
In this land of stories untold.

Golden lanterns light the streets,
Guiding souls through ancient ways,
Echoes of laughter and footsteps,
In the dance of bygone days.

Koi swim beneath the surface,
In gardens where silence sings,
A harmony of nature and art,
In the land where the heart finds wings.

Tea kettles softly murmuring,
As steam curls in the morning light,
A ritual of peace and presence,
In the gentle embrace of night.