You must be the reason why it rains
cherry blossoms covering the snow –
covered ground. The sky is now covered
with the colored clouds, colored cranes
hanging on a line, or flying without it above
these skyscrapers dreaming to fly with them.
You must be the reason why it snows
somewhere else: there is happiness
everywhere the winds take the crane
that you are riding. Perhaps you maybe
headed somewhere far away from here
but then your gaze goes back to the rain
of cherry blossoms covering the snow.
I wonder if you think you’ll leave me happy.