Plum Blossoms in the Spring Pure Poetry

This is my springtime celebration.
I stood under our plum tree and photographed it.
I felt the sheer beauty of the tree, its blossoms, its unpredictable branches
and
 I understood why
gnenerations of artists in Japan and China have painted this subject.
In the midst of our war filled planet, and my militarized country,
 I was grateful that I could pause for a moment
to immerse myself in this tree.