And I have been in Japan for quite a few months now, and not surprisingly, have hopelessly fallen in love with this great Empire. (Yes, this is the Empire of Japan for me, and i do not care about the political implications it has)
And, like any other person with internet these days, i had before even dreaming of coming to Japan, saw breathtaking pictures of Cherry Blossoms of Japan. And I was here for the Cherry blossom season in the year of 2016.
If you ask me, no pictures do justice to the brilliance of Cherry Blossoms, or Sakura as it is known as here. They are way too magnificent to be seen on two dimensional images on screens or paper.
Sakura are in every way, not just flowers. But in a way, hold Japan in their existence. It is too much of pressure to put on Sakura, to be representative of the entire nation, yes. But they truly are o magnificent. And maybe also strong.
More than anything, Sakura embodies the sense of transience, a fleeting sense of time and life. They live for around a week, and for that one small week, they live. And, boy! do they live! The beauty they possess and more than that, the beauty they emanate. I do not think i am ever going to be able to put into words the sheer divinity which i think Sakura possess.
But. (Yes, isn’t there always a ‘but’). I was walking with the ever so heartwarming person, named Ekaterina. Walking along a river, with blossomed blossoms on one side and a sweet flowing river the other, it was a picture out of one of those typical picturesque images of Japan. And there was this big tree, on the side of the river; opposite to the line of Cherry trees. Just one large tree between the river and the walkway. Madam, randomly said, “That tree is beautiful.”
And, you know of all the things i talked of above, the divinity of Cherry blossoms and the brilliance of Sakura, etc… Yes, all that is true. Yet what she said was truer. That tree, a spot of green between light pink Sakuras and the clear blue skies, was exceptionally beautiful.
I will link a post on Sapiosexuality, a facebook page here.
The ability to see the beauty of that simple tree by the river was in a way like an epiphany.
Fujiwara no Ietaka has said the following lines:
I would like to show those people
Looking forward to cherry blossoms
The green grass hidden in the snow
In early spring.
That beautiful tree. The eyes to see it. Ordinary. Ordinary. Ordinary enough to be extraordinary!
Karan Vora 