Cherry blossom leaves

falling…

Scattered on the trail, 

away from fairyland.

The brook flows a parting melody, 

The birds chorus a sad goodbye…

Half a year of living with the fairy maidens,

One small footstep to return to the earthly sun

An old promise,

a love unfulfilled,

it will all soon be but a dream.

Rocks become worn, mosses turn jaded green

The river’s ever flowing, the flowers ever drifting

The cave’s entrance, 

the mountaintop

will be just a legend.

Thousands of years passed,

the moon idly casts a shadow 

on the once enchanted grounds…