two cherry trees,
heaven born pink clouds,
one tree, my katherine,
one tree is me.
we converse in breath and breeze
and tiny postcards
of flower petals
floating down in showers
drawn soft to my face
brushing child smiles and
baby chortles
from lightness
of being.

blue forget-me-nots
small redwood grove
apple green grass
clouds of pink
and me
framed by sky blue.

my dancing fingers
inhale flower petals,
my soul learns cherry blossom time.