I love looking up from under a canopy of cherry blossoms.
It's like standing under a blanket of stars -- except they are sweet, plump, delicate flowers twinkling under the sunlight, swaying in the wind and making you want to run and catch every translucent petal that falls from above.
I found this tree in the concrete jungle of Canary Wharf. The sparkles between branches made me think of the nursery rhyme Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, then it occurred to me that I never knew the full lyrics of the song!
Now I do.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.
When the blazing sun is gone,
When he nothing shines upon,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, through the night.
Then the traveller in the dark
Thanks you for your tiny spark;
He could not see where to go,
If you did not twinkle so.
In the dark blue sky you keep,
And often through my curtains peep,
For you never shut your eye
Till the sun is in the sky.
As your bright and tiny spark
Lights the traveller in the dark,
Though I know not what you are,
Twinkle, twinkle, little star.