In the garden I see only your face From trees and blossoms I inhale only your fragrance.
The superfluous blossoms on a fruit tree are meant to symbolize the large way God loves to do pleasant things.
But who will watch my lilies, When their blossoms open white? By day the sun shall be sentry, And the moon and the stars by night!
Without the bitterest cold that penetrates to the very bone, how can plum blossoms send forth their fragrance to the whole world?
For in spite of the snapdragons and the duty millers and the cherry blossoms, it was always winter.