What Distance Taught Us

What Distance Taught Us

The cherries shed their snow as years before,And summer stars still tumble through the lake,While autumn-gold chrysanthemums awake,And winter plums bloom white along the shore.The seasons keep their faith — but we who sworeTo meet beneath each moon have let time breakWhat distance slowly taught us to forsake:The same four views, two facing seats, one pour.

“Spring remembered every petal, but forgot who I was waiting for.”