These beautiful blossoms are now history. The splendour is fleeting. If life is busy and you do not take the time to wander among the blooming cherry trees and surround yourself with beauty, you will have to wait until next year. There is always another chance.
But not all things are like that. There are many wondrous experiences that come into our lives but once. Many go unrecognised. "Some day we will do that, or go there, or spend time time with that person, or try something new, or accomplish that goal, or fulfill that dream." Then, before we know it, age, or ill health, or a turn in our finances takes us by surprise and all we have left are our regrets about the things that never were. There is no next season. The blossoms are on the ground and are rotting, no longer beautiful, but barely a reminder of what was. Why did we not stand under the tree when we had a chance, when the petals were thick like snow, the bees were causing the air to vibrate, and we were surrounded by the promise of spring and new life?
We saw these trees from a distance, as we sped by on the way to the next appointment, and we thought, as we took a last glance in the rear view mirror, " That's nice. One day I will stop and check that out."
Just do it now!
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