The first time I saw the cherry blossom a couple of days ago, I was in awe. It was breath taking: the white-ish/pink-ish petals, the array of trees on the streets and how people smile seeing it. For a little while, it was magical. For a while, it was perfect.
The bad news it, it won’t last.
Like the snow that is now gone, cherry blossoms will eventually go and as I was looking and being immersed in this season, I realized I can only live in this moment because sooner or later, this moment is gone.