I sleep uneasy
Beneath the blossoming trees
Amidst the mist
In dreams I speak with the dead
In hallow hollowed whispers
Note: link is spring in full blossom to the blossoming trees
Unconsciously, I seem to have echoed the sentiments of Kajii Motojirō (梶井 基次郎) who once famously wrote in his essay Beneath the Cherry Trees:
” Dead bodies are buried beneath the cherry trees!
You have to believe it. Otherwise, you couldn’t possibly explain the beauty of the cherry blossoms. I was restless, lately, because I couldn’t believe in this beauty. But I have now finally understood: dead bodies are buried beneath the cherry trees! You have to believe it. ”
The full essay can be read here in a translation by Morgan Giles.
I cannot confess to erudition–I came across the idea in CLAMP’s Tokyo Babylon, which I read some 20 years ago. I was only recently made aware of Kajii’s original material.
I should also note the trees blossoming in my yard are pear, redbud, and crabapple, but there are some cherry trees in a yard down the street. No bodies there (that I know of). The bones would get in the way of the irrigation system.