Tale of the Flying Cherry Blossom

Once there was a teeny tiny Cherry Blossom that wanted to fly. So it worked all winter long to bloom, waited patiently and silently through the cold through the snow and through the dark.

Then one spring day it was fed up - it wanted to fly. It pushed hard to free itself from its small prison with all its might until suddenly, it saw the light. It was free, and it saw it had many brothers and sisters. It was happy, but still it wanted to fly.

Then suddenly one sunny day the wind blew - it saw its chance and let go. Up it went - up, up in the sky - and it saw a glorious sight. not just many blossoms, but other bigger blossoms of all shapes, sizes and all colors and made of many things all over the sky.

And thus the Blossom was happy - but as the blossom flitted about through the great monuments it started to fall, slowly and gliding to the ground. Down it fell to the ground, a single blossom, one of millions, unnoticed, but happy.

(more pictures of Cherry Blossoms here and Kite Festival Here)